“Give me what I want and I’ll give you what you want.”
“And what do you want?”
I curve toward her. “To feel your pussy clench around my dick. Give me one more orgasm and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for days.”
She meets my gaze. “I don’t know if I can. Don’t know if I have any more orgasms left.”
“I know you do.” I capture her mouth in a brief kiss before straightening once more. “Now give it to me.”
I increase my motions, thrusting into her with more intensity. She moans and closes her eyes, gripping the sheet below us.
“Eyes on me, Rowan. I want you to look at me while I fuck you.”
“Yes, sir,” she responds with a smirk, snapping her eyes to meet mine.
I harden even more, raw need taking over as I move inside her with more fervor.
And she doesn’t look away. She stays with me with each desperate thrust. Each ragged breath. Each strangled moan.
I see it the moment she’s on the verge of falling over the edge, her eyes going wide, her lips parting.
So I thrust faster, rub her clit harder.
“Come on, baby. Don’t fight it. Let me feel you. Give me your pleasure.”
Her back arches off the bed as she screams my name, the sound seeming to echo throughout the house.
Normal, sensible Hayden would stop this for fear she may have woken up the kids.
Instead, I cover her mouth with mine, swallowing her moans.
“Are you trying to wake up the entire neighborhood?” I tease as I continue moving, the feel of her clenching around me driving me wild.
“Stop fucking me so good and I won’t scream like that.”
“Never, Rowan. I’ll never stop giving you what you need. What we both need.” I lift her legs over my shoulders and angle toward her once more. “What we both deserve,” I finish before pistoning into her, pinning her wrists to either side of her head.
The sight of her, hair splayed on the pillow, wrists pinned to the bed, eyes locked on mine pushes me over the edge.
I try to bite back my own cry of pleasure, but it’s impossible, her name leaving my mouth on a groan as I come undone. It’s not just explosive.
It’s overwhelming.
Like something locked tight in my chest has finally been allowed to run free.
When I have nothing left, I collapse onto the bed and pull her against me, both of us struggling to catch our breath.
“That was…” I shake my head, not even having the words.
“Amazing.”
“It definitely was.”
I hold her for another minute, savoring in the feel of her body against mine. How perfect she fits. Then I carefully extricate myself from her, pressing a kiss to her head.
“One second.”
I slip into the bathroom and grab a washcloth. When I return to her, she reaches for it, but I shake my head.
