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He couldn’t fight it, hungers hidden for so many years and the force of his lust slammed inside him, rocking him to his core.
The taste of her lips beneath his was imperative at this point. Silken soft and meeting him hunger for hunger, Rogue lifted against him, her arms wrapping around his neck, her fingers digging into his scalp.
This was what he craved.
His hand fisted in her hair to pull her head back further, his senses gloried in her moan as her kiss became hotter, wilder.
Hell, he hadn’t fucked in a vehicle since he was sixteen years old, but the thought of not touching her for the length of time it would take to get to his home, or her apartment, was abhorrent.
Taking the edge off the lust thundering through his veins was imperative.
Touching as much of her as possible was an addiction, an instinct that he couldn’t deny any longer.
Shoving her skirt to her hips, his hands gripped her ass, moving her, forcing her to ride the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her hot pussy.
He knew her taste. He knew the tight grip of her around his cock. He knew he would never get enough of her.
Rogue clenched her thighs around Zeke’s, heard her own fragile cry as it echoed around her. Nothing mattered but Zeke’s touch.
Arching her back, she pressed closer to his body, feeling his erection press tighter between her thighs. The blood was thundering through her veins as she rubbed her clit against his denim-covered cock. The tight knot of nerves was agonizingly sensitive, radiating with sensation.
“Beautiful girl,” he growled as his lips pulled back before he nipped at her lips.
“Beautiful, sweet Rogue. ”
Rough, dark with lust, his voice stroked over her senses and left her shuddering with the needs rising inside her. His hands gripped the bare flesh of her rear, guided her movements as she rocked over him.
She needed more. Needed him inside her, stretching her, filling her.
“Patience, baby,” he crooned, his teeth raking over her neck as she panted for breath.
If he didn’t do something soon, if he didn’t ease the agony rising inside her, then she was going to end up screaming in need.
She wasn’t used to this yet. The hunger and the need. It was unfamiliar, it was lightning sizzling across her flesh and striking at the tight bud of her clit.
“Patience isn’t my name,” she groaned, her hands gripping the edges of his shirt and pulling.
Buttons flew, popped out of their moorings, and the material parted, revealing the warm, hair-spattered planes of his broad chest.
This was what she needed. Arching her back Rogue pressed her hands into his chest, feeling the muscles tighten, flex.
She was drunk on him. The taste of him on her lips, his hard body against hers, it was more intoxicating than whisky.
“There, sweetheart. ” His voice wrapped around her, another caress, a stroke of sound that had her shivering as his fingertips stroked the cleft of her butt.
Oh God, how was she supposed to ever deny herself this? She needed him. She needed this. The only way a woman could ever hold this man. With her body. She would worry about holding his heart later, for now, nothing mattered but his touch.
His fingers gripped the cheeks of her ass, parted them farther, and sent a shard of sensation tugging at the forbidden entrance to her lower body. She could feel the juices easing from her pussy as she writhed against him, trying to press closer to his erection.
“I need you,” she cried breathlessly, struggling as his hands moved from her ass to her hips. “Now, Zeke. Take me now. ”
A low, wicked chuckle met her demand, and a second later she felt his palm caress over her bare ass before it lifted, then fell in a heated little slap that sent heated pleasure tearing through her.
Her clit throbbed, her pussy clenched in need.
“More,” she demanded.
She wanted to feel it again.
