Page 83 of Crossing the Line


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“You promise?”

“Yep.” He carries me into a bedroom and drops me to my feet next to a big king bed covered with a wedding ring quilt.

He backs me up against the mattress, a gleam in his eyes, and then, before I know what he’s about to do, he yanks the hoodie over my head in a whoosh. His gaze lowers. “Take off the bra.”

I do, and he brushes a thumb over one nipple, then his eyes meet mine.

“Turn around and bend over.”

I blink in shock, my mouth opening. “What?”

“Bend. Over.” He’s all bossy, and a part of me is responding. Like a lot.

I give him a sly smile and do as he asks, bending deep over the bed with my ass in the air.

He strokes a hand over my hip and then curls his fingers into the waistband of my leggings. He drags them and my panties slowly down my legs, and I let him.

“There’s that sweet little naked ass bared for my hungry eyes.” He strokes over my firm, round cheek. “Thrust that pretty ass up high for me, Six.”

I go up on my toes.

He gives my ass a smack. “That’s for putting yourself in danger.” He smacks me again. “Don’t do it again.”

A thrill shoots through me.

“Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Spread your legs.”

I do as he asks, loving the way he’s ordering me around.

“Look at that pretty sight. I can see glistening moisture on those soft, petal-pink lips you just revealed to me, pretty girl.”

I shiver in anticipation, longing for his first touch.

“Fuck, that has my cock throbbing and hard as steel.” He presses it against me.

I wiggle. “I can feel it.”

“I want you to feel it and know how hard you make me.”

I push against him, undulating, and he yanks his zipper down, pulling his cock out.

“I want to fuck you,” he growls low, and his cock pulses against my body. He smacks one cheek, and a gasp tumbles from my lips. “Do you want this hard dick, baby?”

“Yes.”

He puts his mouth to my ear. “Say it.”

“Fuck me, Keno,” I pant, slowly turning my head.

“Those big blue eyes and dark lashes suck me under every damn time, Maggie,” he whispers.

The raw need for him pulses through me, and the desire to have him take me is overwhelming.

He sinks into me, giving me every inch of him, and my mouth goes slack, my eyes drifting closed. The sensation is incredible, and I never want to lose the feeling.