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He pulled me around to face him. I felt my eyes widen at the sight of him naked. Oh, shit. He was more perfect than I remembered.
I let my eyes drift over his sculpted form, from his muscular pecs and broad shoulders to his narrowed hips and his glorious morning wood. How many times had I felt that pressed against me in the morning and wondered what it would feel like to wake up to this man and experience it? And now that I was here, I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
Stuttering a few times, I tried to explain, but nothing I said made sense. Half expecting him to turn away in a huff, I was completely taken aback when he pulled me to his chest.
His voice cracked. “Do you regret last night? Because I sure as hell don’t.”
My head shook and then his lips were on mine, kissing me breathless.
He grabbed another condom, sheathing himself so fast I could barely catch my breath, then leaned over me, pulled my knees up, and thrust inside. He growled and grunted as he plunged into me. Only when he was fully inside me did he stop. Then he pressed his lips to mine, giving me a little piece of his heart through this genuine connection. It was so beautiful, this thing blossoming between us that I felt a tear fall down my cheek.
Ransom pulled back to check on me, swiping at the tear with his thumb. “No, this isn’t a time for tears.”
I sniffed. “Sure is.”
Another tear escaped that he pushed away. “I love all of you, Raven. Every inch of you. Every single dimple, pucker, and hole. They’re all mine.”
I huffed. “Shit, you’re crass.”
As he throbbed inside me, we both groaned.
He stared into my eyes. “I love hard and play hard. It’s just who I am.”
When he moved his hips a little, he pulled a groan from my lips. “Yeah, I know.”
He raised both brows and his thrusts came a little harder. “This is real. And I want it, whether it’s at night when you’re all dolled up or in the morning after I’ve defiled you.” His eyes roved over me. “Shit, you look sexy the morning after I fuck you.”
I couldn’t help moaning at his dirty words and squeezing him with my thighs.
Then he crushed his lips to mine. A kiss was never just a kiss with Ransom. It was all-consuming, overthrowing my mind and overpowering my senses. He was a raging inferno of need and the unholy truth of it was that he wanted me. Leaving behind the fear of getting burned, I let myself get engulfed in flames.
Leaning back, he lifted my torso and shoved a pillow under my ass. When he thrust again, the new angle made him burrow deeper inside of me. My breath caught in my throat at how entwined we were and the intensity in his eyes. He saw through me and yet he still wanted me, hungered for me.
He growled. “You’re not going to run from me.”
Not unless it got this reaction. Gotta say, I loved the so-called punishment last night.
He picked up the pace. “And you’re going to wake up with me every damn morning and take my cock.”
His dirty words lit me up.
“That’s right, baby, gush on my cock.” Pumping into me, he growled his pleasure as his fingers deftly teased my nipples. I only had a second to wonder at his incredible multi-tasking before there was no more thought. Thought was suspended at the sensations swirling in my belly, my climax already on the horizon.
He nipped and bit at my neck, then soothed them with open-mouthed kisses. With his furrowed brow, his growling, and his devastating touches, ready or not I was thrown over the cliff exploding in the distance far away. His roar of triumph rang in my ears. It was hard to tell whether he was man or beast when he was coming like this and I loved it. His feral side. The side that was all about instincts and attraction.
He couldn’t make this up. He couldn’t fake this.
This was real.
We were real.
As my vision cleared, I enjoyed the weight of him on top of me. When he grunted and hauled himself up long enough to dispose of the condom, he flopped back in bed next to me, laying on his stomach, his head turned toward me. I used the opportunity to gaze upon him in his post-coital glow. His long muscular back glistened with sweat. His face was smooth again, relaxed. His long dark lashes sat on his cheeks, giving them butterfly kisses with every blink.
And then I realized his eyes were open, watching me stare at him. A smirk tugged at his plump lips.
With a satisfied smile taking over my face, I raised my chin a little. “You’re so beautiful, it’s hard to look at you.”
“Back at you,” he said, hauling me into his side.
