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And she wasn’t ashamed.
With a low moan that sounded as if it had been wrenched from his soul, he pushed back into her...and the rest of the world faded away. Harley sucked in a breath, instantly tightening around him, holding on to him.
He felt magnificent. Right. Huge. She arched her hips, meeting his torturously slow, rhythmic thrusts, savoring every thick inch of him as he invaded her body. He bent his head and suckled her breast, pulling at her nipple with his lips, licking it with his tongue. And with every determined sensual assault against her breasts, he plunged into her, seemingly trying to sever the invisible chord that ran between the two.
“You have damned near driven me crazy,” he said, thrusting into her over and over again. She could feel the cool sheets on her back, his hot body at her front, and her breasts bounced on her chest, absorbing the impact of his magnificent frame as it slid repeatedly into hers. “I’ve wanted you since the instant I saw you,” he confided as though it were somehow her fault. “Then the want turned to need, and I knew—I knew—that I wouldn’t be able to help myself. That nothing would keep from taking you, having you.”
She wrapped her arms around him, bent forward, and licked his male nipple, anchoring her legs on his hips so that he could come closer and hold her tighter. “I’ve wanted you, too,” she said. “Needed you, too. I looked at you and...melted,” she said, laughing softly. “I wanted to lick you from head to toe, fantasized about sucking on your bottom lip.”
He moved faster and faster, pistoning in and out of her, his balls slapping against her tender flesh. “Do it now,” he said, lowering his head so she could do just that. She pulled that sulky lip into her mouth, slid her tongue over the soft, plum-like skin, and sighed with satisfaction as another wave of sensation bolted through her.
Fire licked through her veins, burning her up from the inside out, and she bucked frantically against him. She could feel the first quickening of release as it sparkled deep inside her, and every thrust of his body acted like a bellows, fanning the flame, building it higher. She clung to him, arched into him, whimpered, and thrashed as she came closer and closer to the inferno that waited for her. And then, without warning, the blaze swept through her, sucking the oxygen out of her lungs, tearing a long, keening cry from her throat as she convulsed around him.
Trigger pounded into her, milking the release, drawing every bit of pleasure from her body. His lips peeled away from his teeth, his beautifully muscled chest heaved, and then suddenly, she felt him tense, felt every muscle in his body atrophy as his seed flooded the latex barrier. It pulsed inside her, spasm after spasm, triggering belated delight deep in her core. He angled deep and held steady, his shoulders shaking as the orgasm broke over him.
He bent and kissed her, his eyes soft, his smile sated, and her heart gave an involuntary little squeeze.
“Definitely the perfect woman,” he said. He carefully rolled off of her and made his way to the bathroom. She heard the water run briefly before he returned. When she spotted the towel in his hand, she automatically reached for it, but he held it away.
Realizing what he planned to do, she tapered down her instinct to fight him for control. Instead, she laid back and let him clean her. He had a way of disarming her that should piss her off. Instead, it turned her on. The thought made her chuckle.
“What’s funny,” he asked, dropping down beside her. He propped up on his elbow and peered at her through the darkness.
She gestured to where they were. “Just this,” she said. “It’s not how I imagined we’d, you know,” she trailed off.
She could see his eyes twinkling in the faint light, the dimple in his cheek. “Really? How did you imagine the first time?”
“With my back against the wall, in a dark part of the clubhouse, we’d managed to sneak off to. Or me bent over a hard surface, you with your pants around your knees, gripping my hips as you take me until my eyes roll back in my head.” She rolled her head toward him, smiled, and lifted a brow. “If you have a smart-ass comment, keep it to yourself.”
“No wisecrack. I'm just really turned on by that idea. Would you like to make that happen?” he asked, his hand coming up to play with her breast. He circled her nipple with his thumb, making goosebumps pebble over her skin.
Harley released a faltering breath. “I’m not an exhibitionist.”
“That wasn’t a no,” he said, circling her breast. “I’m pretty sure I can make that happen without an audience.” He slid a line down to her belly button. “If you want to do it,” he added, sliding a finger down her cleft over her still-sensitive clit. His gaze tangled with hers. “Any objections?”
She shook her head, quivering in anticipation. “N-none at all.”
