I saw stars. Crying out his name, I spasmed on a deluge of pleasure so intense I heard the beat of my own heart as I soared.
Then Marcus was over me and in me, and the feel of his massive cock flared my frazzled nerve endings, rekindling my desire in a startling rush.
He said something lyrical as he took me, his cock thick and hard, filling me so full with each push. Slick enough to accommodate him easily, I still felt stretched. Not painfully so, but I gloved him, body to body.
Together.
“Tessa, yes.”
I could tell he neared fulfillment.
Another few thrusts and I came again, the lighting speed of my climax stunning me.
He rode me hard, and his chest continued to brush my sensitive nipples, driving me further into mindless ecstasy.
Then he stiffened, and I felt him convulse inside me. I’d never before felt the like, and I knew it had to do with the man making love to me. A true connection.
A magic all its own.
Trying to regain my breath, I did my best to make sense of it. Of him. I stared into the taut face above me, entranced by the slumbrous passion in his cobalt eyes. He looked like a well-fed cat, sleepy with pleasure.
The slow, heart-stopping smile curling his mouth made my toes curl. “I knew you’d be good, but you damn near killed me.”
I blushed and couldn’t help smiling back. He made me feel so special. Warmth surged in his voice, affection in his gaze.
Here was a seducer who could easily conquer anyone with a pulse. And regularly did. The thought took away some of my afterglow, but as if he could sense my troubled thoughts, he shook his head and leaned down to kiss me.
“No more worries for tonight. Let’s enjoy the peace and safety of being together. There’s time enough for trouble tomorrow.” He chanced a look at his alarm clock and groaned. “Or should I say, later today?”
I yawned, my body in complete agreement. “Good point.”
Regrets could wait. Tonight I would bask in pure, sexual satisfaction. Before I could ask where he wanted me to sleep, he withdrew from my body and lay down beside me. He smoothly shifted me onto my side and spooned me with his large frame.
We fit like two pieces to a puzzle, I thought drowsily and yawned again. “We fit.” I snuggled back into his warmth.
“Just like a lock and key.” He kissed my neck.
I had just begun to drift off and thought he’d done the same when he pulled me closer and nuzzled my ear. I relaxed when he murmured something I instinctively knew to be important.
As my thoughts settled into dream, I promised myself to ask him about it when we woke.
Chapter 11
Marcus
I moved closer to the source of softness cushioning my growing erection. I’d been having the most erotic dream about Tessa, only to wake and find her still in my bed.
I inhaled the sexy scent of perfume and woman at the crook of her neck and wrapped a strand of silken, auburn hair around my finger.
She murmured in her sleep and wriggled closer. I closed my eyes again, relishing the feel of her. So beautiful, so sensual. And all mine.
At least for the time being, I hastily reminded myself.
I should have been satisfied from our loving earlier, but I couldn’t seem to get enough of Tessa Sheridan. Not bothering to dwell on my fascination, I decided only a fool would ignore what Tessa offered.
Shifting my hand on her hip, I traced the sleek contour of her belly, arousing myself further by rubbing my heavy cock against her delectable ass.
“Wake up, sweet,” I whispered.
