Slowly, I slid down on his thick cock. I gasped. It had been a long time, and I felt the sting as my body stretched to accommodate him. He felt enormous.
“Fuck.” The muscles in his jaw were tense. He paused for a second. “So damn tight. I can’t believe I’m sinking inside my Georgie. Dreamed of this.”
I gripped his shoulders, panting. I continued pushing down, taking more of him. Finally, I had every inch inside me.
I met his gaze and lifted my hips.
We held there for a second, then he shoved me down. I moaned, his cock driving deep inside me. Soon, I was riding him, moving up and down. The deep groans from his chest were music to me.
“Get there, sweetheart. God, I love watching you take me.” His gaze was hooded, desire on his face. Then his big hands shifted down my belly. He touched where his cock stretched me wide.
“Prettiest sight I’ve ever seen. Georgiana Linden taking me, pussy stretched around my cock.”
I cried out his name, moving faster. So much emotion was storming through me.
Then he found my clit and rubbed.
Electric sensations hit hard. I moved even faster.
“Go over,” he ordered. “On me, for me.” With another circle of his thumb, I flew apart.
I arched, Nash’s cock deep inside me.
My head fell back and pleasure—hot and violent—overtook me as I cried out his name.
CHAPTER 29
NASH
Fuck. I was close to coming.
Watching Georgie find her release, feeling her inner muscles squeezing the life out of my cock, pushed me right to the edge.
I never fully lost control in bed. Control had been a cornerstone of my life for so long, and I never forgot that I was bigger, stronger, and trained to kill.
But holding onto that control was an impossibility with Georgie.
With a growl, I gripped her and rose to my feet. She cried out, clutching me with her arms and legs. Without losing our connection, keeping my cock deep inside her, I dropped to my knees on the rug. I laid her on her back and covered her with my body.
Damn, it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen. Georgie under me, taking my cock, the strands of her starlight hair spread around her head, and her body flushed with pleasure.
Everything inside me tightened—gut, chest, balls—and I pulled back, then shoved deep.
She cried out my name. My hips pistoned, our bodies slapping together.
“Georgie,” I groaned.
“Don’t stop.” Her nails raked down my back. “I want it all.”
On my next thrust, she started coming again. A second later, my climax hit like a high-impact blast. I slammed into her one last time and started coming inside her.
“Yes,” she cried.
“So fucking good,” I groaned. “And all mine.”
“Yes,” she panted. “Mark me.”
Fuck, yes.Primal instinct took over. I pulled out, gripped my cock, and jerked. My come splattered her breasts, her belly, the top of her sex.
