Starling crawled up her body, lifting her shift as he went, until he drew it up over her head and flung it away, lowering himself over her.
A smooth, hard ridge came to rest against her wanting flesh, and Helen realised the devil had opened his fall, his cock now nudging its way through the sensitive, slippery mess between her thighs as she panted and moaned, her legs closing greedily around his hips as his face rose above hers.
His smile was wicked as he gazed down at her, those blue eyes flashing as he dipped down to kiss his way along her jaw, teeth grazing her skin as she arched and clung to him.
“Tell me you want me,” he groaned, rolling his hips so that the thick head of his crown nudged against her slick opening.
Helen turned her head and claimed his mouth with hers, tasting the tang of her pleasure on his lips even as they teased each other with their bodies. She tore the shirt from his body, her fingers nerveless with the need to feel the heat of his form without any barrier.
Oh God.Never had she felt this unhinged with desire, all shame or rational thought burned away in the wake of the feel of his skin against hers.
Her nipples scraped against the fine hair that covered his chest, her heart beating fiercely.
“I want you,” she breathed, raking her nails down his spine and dipping her hands under the waistband of his breeches, feeling his buttocks flex beneath her palms as he shuddered.
“Say my name,” he commanded, pulling back at the last moment, and Helen sobbed, his name rolling off her tongue like a plea for mercy.
“Colin,” she cried, as he growled in approval and started to press forward, filling her, stretching her with heart-stopping perfection as her eyes fluttered closed in bliss.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, urging him deeper, but he resisted, slowly inching his way into her clasping heat as fierce, impatient need beat inside her with every thump of her heart.
Helen opened her eyes, looking straight up into his heated gaze as Starling cupped her face in one hand and pinned her to the bed with his weight, using his size to still the roll of her hips as he dragged himself torturously through her depths, slidingand grinding into her channel with maddeningly small pulses of his hips until she was gasping and whining with need.
Move. She needed him to move.To take her hard until this unbearable tension would finally explode and consume her whole.
“Please-” The entreaty escaped her lips before she could realise what she said.
But once the words were free, there was no stopping them.
“Please, please, please…” Her head thrashed on the pillow as she twisted below him.
Starling flashed her a grin that melted her insides, and he nipped at her lips, his hips surging forward with a kick that had her moaning in satisfaction, even as he pulled away again.
“Helen, do you want me to make you come?”
“Yes. Please,” she cried, trying to lift her hips into his.
“Are you begging me?” he asked, his voice low and victorious.
The bastard.
“Yes.” Her stubborn nature warring against her voracious desire.
“Yes, what?”
“Please, Colin. Please, make me come… I’mbeggingyou.”
He surged deep again, grinding the base of his cock roughly against her bud, and Helen felt wetness flood her core, molten heat boiling over with each fresh drive of his hips.
“You want me to fuck you, take you hard, just like this?”
The words skimmed over her skin like the touch of the devil himself, making her burn in places she had never experienced before.
Helen reached up and bit his lip in retaliation, making him hiss as she groaned against his lips.
“Fuck me, Starling… Colin. Please.”
“Thank Christ,” he rasped, ducking his head against her shoulder and driving into her with jagged, desperate pumps, hiships snapping against her with delicious jolts of pleasure as she raised herself eagerly to meet him.
