His thumb brushed over my lower lip. “Do you trust me?”
There was no question. “Always.”
His mouth slanted over mine before I’d even caught my breath. As he kissed me, he reached up, cupping my breasts in both hands, his thumbs circling my nipples. They pebbled beneath his touch, and I moaned. Breaking the kiss, his gaze met mine, so dark and heated before he dipped his head. He took one of my sensitive nipples between his lips, sucking lightly, before moving to the other.
My fingers flew to his hair, gripping hard. “Fuuuck.More.”
“More? Yeah. I can give you more.” His hand moved between my thighs as I writhed on top of him, gasping into his kiss. Fuck, he knew exactly how to touch me, and he didn’t stop until I was shaking and desperate and moaning into his mouth.
“I can’t.Please.”
“I’ve got you.” Rolling me onto my back so I was beneath him, he covered me with his body, his hot, throbbing erection sliding against my wet, aching core. “Ready?”
At my jerky nod, he positioned himself at my entrance. When I wrapped my legs around him, arching up with a moan, he thrust forwards, filling me with his hard length. He held himself still, his muscles shaking with the effort as he panted against my throat. “Okay?”
Fuck. This wasso much morethan okay. This was him, claiming me. Making me his. “Yes,” I gasped, and he moved.
He rolled his hips, his cock throbbing inside me as his thumb found my clit.
“You feel so good,” he rasped, fucking me hard and fast as he worked over my clit, and all I could do was moan beneath him, holding on to him as our bodies moved together, hot and slick and so fucking good.
He repositioned himself, driving back into me with one long, hard thrust, and I gasped out his name, clutching his shoulders as he hit a spot deep inside me that made me see stars.
He thrust again, and again, and again. “You’re. Fucking. Mine.”
I shattered without warning, helplessly swept away by the tide.
When I caught my breath, aftershocks still vibrating through me as I came down from the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced, I shifted beneath him, unintentionally rolling my hips.
Oh.
I pushed against his chest, rolling us so I was on top. His hands went to my hips as I looked down at him. He was so gorgeous, his muscles flexing with restraint, his cheeks flushed, and his erection a steel bar inside me as his hot gaze tracked my every move.
Nothing could ever be as hot as the sight of Jayesh Attwood lying beneath me, holding himself back while histhick erection filled me. Swiping my tongue across my lips to moisten them, I ground down, a gasp tearing from my throat at the feel of his cock pressing even deeper. “Fuck me the way I know you want to. Like you wanted to before I was injured. I’m all better now, so don’t hold back. Please.”
Heat flared in his expression. “Nova. You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“I do. I mean it, Jay.”
“Fuck,” he growled. His grip on my hips tightened, and then he flipped us. He drove into me hard and deep, his hips slamming into mine. His hand found the headboard, the other gripping my thigh, and as my eyes rolled back, a cry tearing from my throat, I realised that before now, he’d been holding back.
Now, though…he was giving me everything he had.
“Don’t stop,” I gasped, matching his movements, just as hard and fast as his.
He buried his face in my shoulder, his teeth scraping over my skin. “Not a fucking chance.”
I came apart again before he followed, his whole body shuddering as he panted my name into my throat, telling me I was his as his cock pulsed inside me, filling me with his cum.
We collapsed together in the sheets, breathing hard, and he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into him. I laid my head on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest beneath me.
My eyelids grew heavy.
The final thought that crossed my mind before sleep dragged me under was that I was safe, and I was loved.
49
NOVA
