It’s not enough.
Not nearly enough.
I need more. I feast on her pain. On the grimace she tries to hide as I slide into her greedy pussy. Each audible breath and whimper inching me closer to the edge. She’s never had a cock as big as mine—or one that’s pierced. I grab her hips and force her pussy to take me. Punch my hip into her to drive my dick in deeper. Give her what we both need.
Nothing, not anything in my miserable life, has ever felt as good as this.
Buried in Kerri Ward.
Every punishing thrust of my hips purges a bad memory from my mind.
I rock into her. Sink my teeth in Kerri’s neck until the tang of her blood flavors my tongue. Her cry for more lifts me higher. Pushes me to a breaking point. Her hand clamps around my throat, choking me. As if she reached inside my mind and pulled out the crazy shit I never confessed to anyone. The twisted things I need done to me to get me off.
But she knows.
Kerri knows, without me having to say a fucking word.
“All of you,” Kerri demands, tightening her hand. Tensing her arm and giving it a firm shake, just hard enough to jerk her palm against my windpipe. “Give me all of you.”
No one ever took me to the edge—and pushed me off the cliff. But I’m on the precipice, and I’m taking Kerri with me. We’ll free-fall together because she’s coming with me when I jump.
When I pull out of her, Kerri hisses in protest. I seat her on my lap, face-to-face. Her pebbled nipples rub against my chest, and I bite back a groan at the electric contact of our bodies. She reaches between us to guide my cock inside her, then slides down, her weight carrying her to the hilt. I wrap my arms around her. Crush her against me as she grinds on me, taking what she needs from me.
Her breathy moans whisper near my ear as she glides over me, her tight warmth squeezing me. Driving me fucking crazy. It does the impossible. Makes me lose control. I can’t fight the building pressure in my balls. Or the strain of every muscle in my body the faster she rides my cock. And oh Christ, the way she whimpers my name. She’s about to shatter, and I’m all over her. My hands grab at her ass, digging into her soft flesh. I pump her harder. My mouth is on her throat, licking and sucking and biting. The marks I leave on her pale skin show the beauty of my brutality.
“Look at me.” Kerri grabs my chin and holds my gaze, her eyes glazed. “You are exquisite.”
Fuuuck.
Her kiss is tender. Painfully sweet and so damn gentle. A dichotomy to the frantic, almost savage way she’s slamming down on me. Her tongue explores my mouth like she’s cherishing my flavor. And I’m confused because I can fuck her like I want to destroy her entire uterus, but I’ve never reciprocated kindness.
Kerri pulls her mouth from mine, and her head drops back. I watch her throat move and her lips part on my name. Her pussy clenches with her muscles a vise around me.
A man can only take so much.
This, it seems, is my breaking point.
“That’s it, Duchess. I got you.” I nip at her lower lip and force a gasp from her as her orgasm hits, and she floods my cock. “Christ, I can’t get enough of you.”
Her eyes are locked on mine, and I see her whole world reflected in their depths. A lifetime of restraint. Of being good, selfless…behaved. I also see her letting go—reallyletting go—for the first time, and it’s the most fascinating thing I’ve ever seen.
She drapes on top of me, her hips still working. Still pumping. Murmuring sweet words in my ear that travel down my spine. My balls tighten, and the muscles in my thighs strain as my orgasm hits right as hers fades. It damn near pulls the soul clean out of me. Lays me bare in front of her.
Unable to catch my breath, I drop my forehead to Kerri’s. “You okay?”
I’m hugging her against me with no intention of releasing her anytime soon.
“I’m fine.” One hand is now smoothing over my hair, petting me, and still, I’m in no rush to lift her off my lap. “Was it okay for you?”
Her shy question hits me a certain way. I lean away from her, and goddamn, but she’s adorable when she’s sweaty and disheveled. “Yeah, it was okay for me.”
She raises her chin and stares down her imperial nose at me. “Same.”
Yeah, I have to laugh at her insecurity. “Okaywas your word, not mine.”
One of Kerri’s brows rises. “What word would you use?”
I glance at where our bodies are joined. “Everything.”
