I didn’t let her move. “You don’t know the meaning of intense. I’ll show you intense. I’ll show you what it’s like to live in a world full of fucking intensity.” Bowing over her, I bit her ear. “Come, Nila. Come for me. Let me give you pleasure after the pain I’ve caused.”
Her legs gave way; a long moan crawled from her throat.
Then, she detonated.
I caught her as an orgasm ripped through her core, sucking and melting around my cock. “Yes...Oh, my God...”
I clamped a hand over her mouth as she screamed in delirium. My forehead furrowed as incredible waves of pressure milked my cock as her pussy contracted.
I wanted to come. Shit, I wanted to come.
With each wave, her body tried to reject my size, but then...on the final crest of her orgasm, wetness gushed. She welcomed me with perfect rapture.
I groaned.
“I’m taking you now, Ms. Weaver. You’re all mine.”
Bending over her, I let myself loose.
In one vicious rock, I claimed her. I slid deep, deep inside.
There was no resistance. Nothing barring me from filling her completely. The head of my cock banged against the top of her, tearing a guttural grunt from my chest.
“Christ!” I thrust again, loving how deep I could go. Her liquid heat slicked over me, turning friction into sheer-minded lust.
I could’ve come right there.
I could’ve come a hundred fucking times.
But yet again, I needed more. So muchmore.
Nila’s hands slapped on the side, her fingers struggling forpurchase as I stopped thinking, stopped feeling, and gave into what I needed.
I rode her.
So. Damn. Hard.
I claimed her.
So. Damn. Hard.
I grabbed her hips and punished both of us for finding what we never thought we’d find. I broke myself by shattering my walls and admitting without her...I was nothing.
Nothing.
I fucked her. I loved her.
I gave everything to her.
My teeth sank into the spot between her shoulder and neck as sweat ran down my back. I wanted to puncture her skin. I never wanted to let go.
The diamonds in her collar reflected the sapphire of the water, blinding me.
Her whimpers echoed in my ears as she tilted her head, giving me more authority, more control with my primitive hold. Unable to stop myself, I bit harder, licking her salty skin, relishing in her flinch.
My teeth sank deeper, and only once I tasted the faintest tang of blood did I stand up and fuck her harder. My fingers gripped her hipbones, conveying greed and possession. My entire mind-set became feral, needing to conquer this woman.
Mywoman.
