Page 83 of One Forbidden Moment

"You never have to ask."He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his teeth grazing her collarbone as he fisted his cock and entered her.The sensation was sudden, shattering, and violent, drowning out everything going on in Everstill.

Driving into her with a hard, rhythmic intensity, his muscles strained.His gaze locked on her eyes, which were squeezed shut in a focused, blissful concentration.

The world narrowed down to the friction of their bodies and the erratic beat of two hearts hammering against ribs.Jillian arched her back, her voice breaking into a low, guttural moan that spurred him on.He leaned into the raw, unpolished nature of the act, wanting to feel every inch of her, to push until they both reached a breaking point where thought ceased and only sensation remained.

He fucking hated bringing her into his world.He needed to get her out.

Moe's grip tightened on her thighs, his fingers bruising slightly as he pulled her closer, trying to eliminate every possible millimeter of space.Jillian's breath hitched, stuttering against his ear.

He plunged into her, sliding her further across the bed.Pulling her legs up, he cupped the back of her knees.He wanted her completely open, completely exposed to him.He reached down, his hand finding the sensitive curve of her hip, pulling her back toward the edge so he could drive deeper.

Greedily, he buried himself, over and over, inside of her.Gave what she needed.Took what he wanted.

The friction grew hotter, the air between them thick and humid.The tension in his calves and lower back reached a breaking point.His movements became shorter, more urgent.

Her eyes flickered open for a split second to lock onto his with a raw, starving recognition.There was no tenderness in the moment, only a fierce, mutual demand.He wanted to consume her, and he could tell by the way she was clawing at his back that she wanted the same from him.

"Yes."She pressed the back of her head into the bed."Deeper."

He curled his toes into the blanket and pushed harder, faster.

"Oh, God."She panted.

He stared at the way her mouth opened, gasping for air that only he could give her.

"I'm.I'm.I'm."She exhaled harshly, raising her head off the mattress."God, yes."

As she orgasmed, the world blurred at the edges.Moe let out a low, ragged groan, his entire body locking up as the first wave of release crashed through him.It was a violent, shuddering eruption that left him breathless and blind.He buried his face in her shoulder, muffling a shout against her skin as he shuddered against her, his muscles twitching with the effort of the exertion.Jillian clung to him, her legs tightening like a vice around his waist, her own release mirroring his in a series of long, trembling spasms that left her limp and gasping.

For several minutes, the only sound in the room was the synchronized, heavy rasp of their breathing and the distant, rhythmic ticking of the clock in the hallway.Moe stayed collapsed against her, his forehead resting on her shoulder, his skin slick and radiating a heat.The silence that followed wasn't empty.It was their shared space that they'd found together.

The steady thrum of Jillian's heart against his chest reassured him that they were both still together.

Slowly, the fog of endorphins began to lift, and the physical reality of their surroundings returned.Moe shifted his weight, feeling the cool air hit the dampness of his skin.He pulled back just enough to look at her, noticing the way her cheeks were flushed a deep, petal-pink and how her eyes were glazed with a lingering, dreamy disorientation.He reached up, brushing a stray, damp strand of hair away from her forehead, his fingers trembling slightly from the aftershocks of the exertion.

"We're going to make it out of here."He kissed her softly."I promise."