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He released one of her hands and unfastened his jeans. The slow rip of the zipper dredged chills of anticipation up her spine. He shucked his pants, and his enormous dick slid free. Lucas settled it right against her wet sex. So hard. So big.
“Now what?” he asked.
She bit her bottom lip and rolled her hips against his. “Now you can do whatever you want with me.”
A dark chuckle took him and he nuzzled his face against hers. The scratch of his short beard felt good. His powerful hips moved against hers, and the easy slide of his thick cock against her dragged a moan from her lips.
“Want more?” he asked, rolling slowly against her again.
“Yes.”
“How much more,” he asked, poising the head of his thick shaft right there at her entrance.
“All of it,” she pleaded.
“Mmmm,” he murmured against her ear. “Do you know how much I’ve thought about this?” Roll. He was just teasing her entrance, pressing against her clit, turning her boneless. Oh, he knew exactly what he was doing. “How much I’ve imagined your perfect tits smashed against my chest like this? How much I imagined your little wrists in my hands so I could feel when your pulse went faster? How much I’ve thought about how good it would feel to slide into you?” He eased down and pressed the head of his cock at her entrance again. His voice lowered to a whisper against her ear. “How many times I’ve thought about about making you come?”
“I. Fucking. Dare you,” she whispered on a desperate breath.
He eased his face back and slid into her, and God, what a beautiful sight, witnessing a man’s face when he buried himself so deeply into her. He rolled his eyes closed, and gritted his teeth as a soft groan escaped him. “Fuuuuuck.”
Lucas released her wrists and slipped his arm around her back, gripped her hair with his other one, holding her face angled close to his as he eased out and back into her deep. It felt like every inch of her body was covered by his, and every single nerve ending she possessed was exploding with pleasure.
“Lucas,” she gasped as he went deep again.
“I’ve got you,” he ground out, and there was something so sexy about those words spoken in this moment. I’ve got you.
He did. He was working her body to orgasm so fast, so hard. His slick movement back and forth inside of her was building perfect friction and hitting her just right. He slid into her harder, a little faster, harder, a little faster.
“Lucas?” she squeaked out.
“Come on,” he growled. “I want it. Give it to me. Come on my dick, Jenna.”
“Lucas!” she yelped as her body exploded, gripping him hard with pulses of pure pleasure.
She gasped as Lucas rolled her over suddenly. She sat straddled on top of him, taking all of him, and his grip on her waist was like stone as he pulled her hard against him, leaving himself deep inside.
His arm muscles rippled as he pulled her up and down, and muscles in his throat strained as he threw his head back and gritted out her name. She was coming again, she was coming again! Lucas swelled and pulsed inside of her, matching her release as she clawed her nails up on his bare chest.
“Fuck it feels good, fuck it feels good,” he chanted, his hands still strong on her hips as he twitched inside of her.
Jenna rolled her hips with him, dragging out every throb of ecstasy for both of them.
On locked arms, she sagged and stilled, panting, stunned, her body buzzing completely.
When she opened her eyes, he was watching her with a soft smile etched onto his masculine lips. His eyes were still gold, but not as bright as they had been. He slid his fingertips up the curve of her waist and cupped her cheek, ran the pad of his thumb under her eye.
“I like your eyes like this.”
With a slight frown of confusion, she looked over at the mirror over the dresser. Sure enough, the animal was close to the surface and her eyes were churning silver. With anyone else, she would’ve felt embarrassed at the slip in control. She would’ve felt too vulnerable, but Lucas just made her feel…pretty. She was comfortable in her skin around him, and that was power.
She huffed a stunned laugh and lowered herself down to his chest, her arms tucked between them.
And when his strong arms went completely around her and held her tightly against him, she closed her eyes at how good it felt. She stayed like that, reveling in the soft bum-bum, bum-bum of his heart rate against her cheek as it slowed.
He didn’t say anything, only stroked her cheek, stroked her hair, ran his fingers up and down her spine like he was coveting her. He didn’t push her to disconnect from him, or leave abruptly. He just stayed there with her, letting his heartbeat speak to her cheek, allowing his touch to relax every muscle in her body until she couldn’t get up if she tried.
She’d never felt anything like this before, and didn’t want it to end. Not ever.
