Page 41 of Tiger on the Prowl

He couldn’t do that in his current position. He dropped back onto the mattress, then flipped them so Olivia was underneath him now, her legs spread wide, his cock plunging into her, reaching deeper than before.

“That’s what you want?”

“Yes! Fuck me with your beautiful big cock.”

He rode her, pulling one of her legs up and draping it over his shoulder, spreading her wider, while he thrust slowly, enjoying her interior muscles gripping him like a tight fist.

“Play with your clit,” he ordered, because he had no free hand to do it himself and because seeing a woman pleasure herself was an erotic sight he enjoyed.

When Olivia followed his command, he praised her, “Good girl.”

She looked at him, her eyes full of love and desire, and he knew that even if he met his death tomorrow or the day after, he’d die a happy man, because Olivia looked at him the way he felt about her. The knowledge that she wanted him and trusted him like nobody before sent him over the edge. He couldn’t hold back his orgasm, his cock already jerking inside her, releasing its seed.

“Yes, Jay,” she murmured and arched her back, climaxing a few seconds after him.

His heart was pounding, bliss engulfing him, and on the horizon he saw something that looked like hope. Maybe what was between them was strong enough after all.

As his orgasm ebbed, and Olivia stilled beneath him, he brought his lips to hers. “I’ve never felt so good in my entire life.” He kissed her softly, the need for tenderness rising in him now. “Thank you for forgiving me.”

She slid her hand onto his nape, caressing him. “I can’t be mad at you for something that you did to survive. And when you make love to me like this, it’s even harder to hold a grudge.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He smirked. “So you like to rob me of my self-control, don’t you? Like you did when I took you in the foyer at your cottage?”

“Yes, you got me so—” She suddenly let out a gasp and he lifted his head to give her space. “Oh no, the foyer! You said you put a camera there. Does that mean there’s a sex tape of us out there?”

“No, there isn’t. I erased it.”

“You did?”

“Yes, before any of the other agents could see it. Trust me, I don’t want a sex tape of you out there for other men to watch. I don’t want anybody but me to see you like this.”

A smile formed on her lips. “And I don’t want any other women to see you like this either.” She slid one hand onto his ass and pressed him to her, making his cock slide deeper into her again. “I don’t like to share.”

“Me neither.”