It’s reckless. Intoxicating. So unlike anything I would ever do.
And maybe that’s what makes me a little feral. I’m ready to live.
“Don’t stop.” I pull him back down and kiss him hard. It’s clashing teeth and warring tongues. Violent in the combustion of us. And it’s perfect.
“Jesus, Clover.” He unzips my sweatshirt, then removes my long sleeve compression shirt and bra. “So fucking perfect.” His lips close over my nipple, and for that reason alone I may never wear a bra again.
I arch into him as his soft lips dance down my center, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
My hips jolt when he rips my panties down my thighs. The shredding of cotton is music to my ears.
Perhaps going commando wouldn’t be so bad either.
His touch grazes my clit, and I buck up into him. Hot breath mingles with my wetness, and I shiver when he presses his body into mine.
I make quick work of the button on his jeans, and then he’s kicking them down his legs. The thick, rounded head of his cock is glistening with pre-cum that makes my toes curl.
“Fuck me,” he groans after he swipes two long fingers through my folds. “You’re soaking wet, baby.”
He presses into me, curling his fingers, ripping a moan from my lips when he sucks on my nipple at the same time.
My body explodes with sensations, and my mind takes it as a challenge to keep up because I blurt, “Tell—tell me about the sex club.”
His forehead lands with a thunk against my ribs. He inhales three harsh breaths before lifting his gaze to mine again.
I probably should have asked him about this another time. I didn’t mean for him to stop, and now all I want to do is rub my thighs together to get that delicious friction going again, but his body on mine prevents any movement at all.
“You have the worst fucking timing, Honeybee.” But at least his fingers resume their exploration of me. “What do you want to know?” His tone is gruff but controlled, and I know he’s humoring me when it’s the last thing he wants to be doing.
“Was it—with other people, I mean—was it like this?” It was never about the sex club. It was always about us, and I can’t keep the vulnerability out of my tone. It makes me want to hide away and pretend I never asked.
My experiences with other men were never, ever this intense.
He spreads me with his fingers, then runs his dick up and down my seam. He never breaks eye contact. I do have the worst timing ever. How can I focus when he’s doing…this?
His crown breaches my entrance. “I can promise you, sweetheart, nothing, and I mean nothing, has ever been like this.” He spears me with one rough thrust. “If you want to know anything else, I’ll tell you.” He draws his hips back, and my core clenches, trying to suck him back in. “But for fuck’s sake, please don’t ask when I’m about to be balls deep in you.”
Valen picks up his pace while rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. All I can do is hang on for dear life as he fucks me like it’s his first and last time.
“M-my…” His thrusts make my words choppy. “My timing is off,” I admit because I just can’t stop the word vomit as I lose control of my senses.
He falters above me, showcasing a crooked smile I instantly commit to memory as it causes more heat to rise in my chest.
“Fuck, Clover. You’re something else.” The glide of his penis in and out. In. Out. It’s driving me to the brink of my control. “I love your quirky mind.”
He releases my breasts and joins both of our hands above my head, settling his weight more deeply onto me while his hips take on a slow, rolling seduction.
“I love your heart.” He plants an open-mouth kiss in the center of my chest. “Your quiet strength.”
In. Out. He’s ruining me.
“Oh, God,” I groan when he hits that magic spot deep in my core. “Do that. That. Right there. Again. Oh, please.”
“I love your demanding vixen side.” Valen sinks his teeth into that sensitive skin where my neck meets my shoulder, and I cry out as small tremors of desire roll through my veins.
“I love that you protect your friends.” He rolls his hips, hitting my clit in the process, and the first blazes of white lightdot my vision. “That despite your past, you chose a family who loves you. That no matter how many times you get knocked down, you keep getting up.”
I clench so tightly around his dick that my muscles begin to spasm.
