“More,” I whimper, squirming against him. “I can take it.”
Flint’s eyes darken. “Sure?”
I nod, digging my heels into his back. “Please.”
My plea flips a switch in him. I see it in the way his jaw clenches, a feral glint in his expression as he grips my waist and drives into me, faster, harder than before. There’s nothing gentle about it. Our bodies slap together, the bed creaking beneath us as Flint claims me. Guttural sounds rip from his lips, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Good girl. Take it just like that.”
I whimper, nails digging into his shoulders as I cling to him. It’s incredible: the heat, the friction, the way his cock slaps into me, hitting spots I never knew existed. It’s a primal kind of pleasure, rough and animal, and I can’t get enough.
It feels so freakin’ good to let go.
For the first time in years, my mind is quiet. Every thought has melted to nothing, leaving only my body, tingling with pleasure, stretched around Flint’s invading cock. He stuffs me full of him. Gives me everything he’s got. Wet smacking sounds echo around the room, getting faster, more urgent.
“Don’t stop,” I sob. “Please, Flint.”
“I won’t stop.” He’s panting, sweat beading on his brow. “Not until you come all over my dick.”
He grips the headboard with one hand, wrapping the other around my right ankle and pushing my knee up until I’m open wide for him. The angle makes my toes curl as he hits a sensitive spot deep inside me. Hits it again and again, rutting me like an animal until stars burst behind my eyes.
“You’re mine,” he growls, not letting up, not giving me a second to breathe. “Say it, Willa.”
“Yours…”
I buck my hips against him, meeting his thrusts as we move together, bodies joined, eyes locked.
“Yours,” I say again, the word breaking into a moan.
“That’s right, baby.” Flint presses a kiss on my lips, soft and gentle, so different from the way he’s snapping his hips. “I’m gonna take care of you.”
He lets go of my ankle and reaches for the place where our bodies meet, his fingers finding my clit. My back arches off the mattress as he rubs hard, driving me wild, sizzling-hot pleasure zipping between my thighs. It’s too much. The relentless pounding of his cock. His fingers on my clit.
“Oh God, I’m so close—” I gasp as my body pulls taut, pressure building between my thighs.
“Me too.” Flint lets out a ragged breath. “Keep those eyes on me, princess.”
I do as he says, and the intensity almost hurts. It feels like I’m drowning in pools of gray, but I don’t look away. Even as my orgasm hits, rocketing through me in waves, I keep my eyes fixed on Flint. I claw at him, writhing as I throb around his hard length. He watches. Hungry. Then his rhythm falters and he comes undone with a gruff shout, his cock exploding inside me. I can feel his cum, hot and thick, filling me up as he collapses on top of me.
We stay like that for a while, Flint’s arms tightening around me, our breathing slowly returning to normal as he gently runs his hands through my hair.
“Perfect,” he mutters. “You were fucking perfect.”
I nuzzle against him, breathing him in. “So were you.”
He makes a noise, then lifts his head to look at me, his giant frame still pinning me to the spot. It makes me feel safe, lying under him, and I let out a contented sigh.
I’ve never felt so lucky.
If I’d never applied for the admin assistant job…if Flint hadn’t found my listing…tonight could have played out very differently. I could be in a hotel room with a stranger right now, thousands of miles away, praying for the night to end. Instead,I’m safe and sound in Flint’s arms, and my heart feels full enough to burst.
“What’s on your mind, princess?” he asks after a few beats of silence.
“I was just thinking about how lucky I am that you hired me.”
“Was an easy decision.” He eases onto his back, pulling me against him. “Best thing I ever did.”
I smile and drop my head to his chest, listening to the thud of his heartbeat.
