Page 54 of Wild Surrender


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She returned in seconds, bouncing onto the bed with a strip of condoms. “Here. My doctor always gives me samples. I keep telling her I don’t need them, but I’m going to thank her next time.”

I ripped one off and tossed the rest across the mattress. “You can thank her for me too.”

Jamie sat back on her heels, watching intently as I rolled the condom on. Her lust-filled eyes tracking my every movement made my cock twitch.

“Come here,” I commanded, my voice rough with need. “Right back where you were.”

Her smile was sin incarnate as she slowly crawled the short distance on her hands and knees. Like a cat, she arched her back and stretched out beside me, pushing that perfect ass toward me.

She was gorgeous. And right now, she was all mine.

I pulled her tightly against me, earning a yelp that quickly became a moan of satisfaction.

Now Jamie was the impatient one, throwing her leg over my hip, grinding against my straining cock.

“Take me,” she gasped, tilting her head to look at me. “Don’t hold back. Just take me.”

Her permission unleashed something primal in me. “You want it hard and fast?” I guided myself to her entrance, barely holding back.

“God, yes.”

I lifted her leg higher and began pushing into her heat. Slowly. Inch by fucking inch. The torture was exquisite.

With her eyes closed and mouth open, Jamie cried out as I filled her.

Tight, wet, and perfect, she felt like home wrapped around me. I pulled out slowly, gripped her tighter, and pushed in again. Slow and deep. She was trembling, her sounds of pleasure pushing me to the edge of my control.

I wanted to pound into her like an animal, but the slow burn was building something devastating between us. Something that would shatter us both when we let go.

When I slicked my fingers through her wetness and began rubbing her clit, her eyes flew open, breath catching.

“You like that, beautiful?”

“Yes, Eric, don’t stop. Please.”

“I thought you wanted it hard and fast?” I kept my rhythm slow and steady. “Change your mind?”

“I don’t care. It feels good. Don’t stop.”

“Good girl. Hang on tight.” I kissed her deeply, our tongues tangling, stoking the fire burning through my veins.

Then, without warning, I rolled us both to our knees. Keeping her back to my front, I sat on my haunches and pulled her down over my lap, her legs falling to either side of mine as I impaled her.

Her cry was loud and lustful. Exactly what I wanted.

My hand returned to her clit as she rocked over me, taking everything I gave her. Her cries turned sharp and desperate as I met her thrust for thrust.

She was close—her body tensing, her head falling back to my shoulder.

I bit her neck and growled against her ear. “That’s it, beautiful girl. Come on my cock.”

I pulled her hair, turning her face toward me as I took her mouth.

She exploded.

Unable to maintain the kiss, Jamie’s head fell back as she screamed her release.

She was still shaking when her orgasm triggered mine. But I had other plans.