He crawled over me.
Slowly.
Carefully.
I sucked in a staggered breath when the man was suddenly caging me, hands planted on either side of my head, those powerful thighs wedged between mine.
His cock bobbed against my belly, and a shudder ripped through my body.
He sank down onto his elbows, hot hands framing my face. “I don’t understand this, Rynna. The hold you have on me. But when I look at you? Get this feeling that I’m looking at everything right.”
“Rex.” His name was a tremor.
A plea.
He leaned down and kissed me.
He kissed me carefully.
Gently.
Tenderly.
That energy lapped through the air. A slow, steady build. A current stoked by each pass of his tongue, by the heat that sizzled across our flesh, by our hands that explored. I ran my palms across his chest and over his wide shoulders, down the sinewy muscle of his back to his narrow hips.
I wrapped my hand around him, stroking him slow from the base of him to the tip.
He pulled his mouth away from mine. Head tilting back, he released a long groan. “Rynna...fuck...Rynna.”
He pressed back up onto one hand, touching my face, a hand on my cheek before he edged back even more. He grasped me by the back of my knee and spread me wide. Jagged pants ripped from his lungs as he took himself in his hand and rubbed just the head of his cock through my center.
Flames.
I swore that single touch set me on fire.
“Rynna...fuck...you are gonna destroy me.”
I whimpered, “Please.”
Jaw clenched, he began to work himself inside me, tiny thrusts as he spread me, as he stole my breaths and seared himself into my body.
He was so big, so big that my nails sank into his shoulders. I knew he was holding himself back, forcing himself to remain in control.
He slowly worked himself farther.
Deeper.
Until he was seated fully.
Owning me.
His cock throbbed in the tight clutch of my walls.
The hand that had been on my thigh skimmed over my hip and up my side, cupping my breast, gliding to my jaw. “Fuck, Rynna...you feel so right. So fucking right.”
“We are right,” I murmured toward his face.
He groaned again before he pulled almost all the way out and paused, that mesmerizing stare held fast on my face. As if he held the power to see straight inside me.
