“Then how about this?” He withdrew until the ridge of his cock was pressed against her swollen, sensitive clit, and before she could answer, he drove into her with a force that tore another cry from her throat.
He thrust, hard and demanding, his pelvis slapping her ass with every stroke. Intoxicated with lust, she shifted slightly until the thick ridge of his erection was rubbing relentlessly against just the right spot.
He groaned. “Damn, Selena. You feel fucking amazing.”
“You…do…too.”
He reached around, one hand moving to her breast and one between her legs. She gave a soft moan as he twisted her nipple between his finger and thumb and did the same to her clit. Her release—it was right there. Please don’t stop.
“There you go,” he growled, as if he could read her thoughts. Shifting his hand from her breast, he grabbed a handful of her hair again and pulled. “Come for me, baby. And I want to hear you scream.”
It was if he’d pressed a button. Her feminine muscles clenched on their own around him, independent of anything she told them to do. Her body gladly surrendered to his demands.
“Yes, Mateo,” she gasped, fingers digging into the arm of the sofa. Oh hell, yes.
Something snapped then and a huge, thunderous orgasm slammed through her, making her scream. Successive waves of pleasure spiraled upward, setting off fireworks behind her eyelids, and every muscle spasmed. She’d never felt anything like this, not even when they’d been together before. Just when she thought her climax had peaked, Mateo groaned loudly and his whole body tensed behind her. Pulsing with his own release, his thick cock pushed against her inner walls and sent her impossibly higher.
When it was over, he didn’t pull out right away. They stayed in place like that, hearts pounding, skin slick with carnal sweat.
What had happened between them was nothing short of amazing. Although they’d been apart for years, she felt a more intense connection to him than she’d ever felt before.
“Damn, Mateo,” she said breathlessly. “That should be illegal.”
He pulled out of her then and discarded the condom. She turned, expecting him to react, to laugh, but instead his gaze didn’t meet hers.
The truth had drawn them together on a deeper, more powerful level. But she feared it would now only tear them apart.
