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“I don’t know about you, but I’m dog tired,” I said. “Bed?” I held my breath, hoping he wouldn’t push me away or insist on staying here alone.
He looked up at me and gave my hips a gentle squeeze. “Bed,” he agreed.
My shorts and panties slid over my hips, down my legs, and then were gone. I frowned, shifting slightly. Warm hands spread my legs and smoothed along my inner thighs, reverent and possessive. I mumbled an unintelligible sound and squirmed.
A mouth brushed over my navel. “Shh, let me have my way.”
The folds of my pussy were gently parted, and there was a flutter of cool air that made me jump. A tongue licked my slit, acting like a lash of wet heat. I moaned, wanting more. I got more. And more. And more. And more.
Hot and restless, I bucked as that same tongue rubbed at the side of my clit. Oh God, that felt good. Too good.
It felt even better when the tongue rolled around my clit and then licked its way down to where I wanted it most. It didn’t enter me, though. It circled the entrance of my pussy—a tease, a promise of things to come. I frowned, writhing with frustration.
“Be still, Vienna.”
The cobwebs of sleep cleared from my mind. I opened my eyes to find that it was partially light, thanks to my sunrise clock. Lifting my head, I blinked at Dane, who’d settled between my thighs.
His gaze met mine, hot and determined; not blank as it was yesterday. “Morning, baby girl.” He clamped his mouth around my pussy and drove his tongue deep inside.
I arched and gripped the bedsheet. Jesus. My eyelids fluttered closed as his tongue did a slow swirl, stroking my inner walls. “Don’t tease,” I rasped.
Dane didn’t respond. He settled in and feasted—licked, nipped, lathed, rubbed, rendered me a quivering mess. Then he was pumping his tongue inside me, making me burn hotter and hotter, luring my orgasm closer and closer.
“Gonna come,” I moaned.
He growled and thrust his tongue faster, digging his fingers hard into the globes of my ass to hold me still.
My thighs quaked. My pussy rippled. My back bowed. And I came with a sob.
I slumped to the mattress, shuddering and panting. Best wake-up alarm ever.
Dane wiped his face on my stomach and knelt between my thighs. “Pull up your tee so I can see your tits while I fuck you,” he ordered, hooking my legs over the crooks of his elbows. “That’s it, good girl.”
My lips parted as I felt the broad head of his cock push inside me, stretching me open. I’d gotten used to the burn; liked it. He slowly but forcefully sank inch after inch of his dick into my pussy, relentlessly pushing his way past swollen muscles, refusing to be impeded by their resistance. It seemed forever before he finally bottomed out.
I closed my eyes, feeling blissfully full. His cock throbbed inside me, so hot and hard and … My brow puckered as I realized something. “Condom, you forgot—”
“I’ll put it on in a minute,” he said, curling his hands around my thighs. His eyes flicked to the nightstand, and I saw the condom waiting there. “Just had to know how it’d feel to be bare while deep inside you.”
He slowly reared back, watching his cock withdraw from my body, looking almost riveted by the sight of his shaft all wet and shiny. He let out a low growl and surged forward, burying himself balls-deep again.
I fisted the bedsheets as my back arched and my inner walls rippled around him.
He ground his teeth. “So fucking hot and slick.”
Again and again, he lazily pulled back, stretching out the moment, and then rammed his cock deep. I moaned, bucked, and whimpered as he stuffed me full over and over.
I’d never been a fan of “slow and hard” until Dane. The lazy rhythm forced my sensitive inner walls to really feel every thick, long inch of him; to feel every ridge, vein, and pulse of his cock. I loved it just as much as I loved feeling him hammer into me.
Pulling his hips back once again, he slid his gaze to the condom on the nightstand, a look of resolve etched into his face. I expected him to reach for the foil packet. He didn’t. He just stayed very still, his jaw tight, his mouth set into a harsh line.
“Dane?”
His gaze met mine—alive with heat, hunger, and possession—and his look of resolve crumbled. “Fuck it.” He rammed his cock home so hard my entire body jolted. Then, gripping my hips for leverage, he furiously pounded into me.
All sexual power and pure male domination, he used me. Possessed me. Ruled me. Took what he wanted how he wanted it. And I absofuckinglutely loved it.
There was something almost … feral about the way he fucked me. Like he was all primal instinct in that moment. It was rough and raw and wild, and all I wanted was more.
