Styxx’s eyes darken even further, if that’s possible. His hand covers mine, stopping my movements. “Not tonight. Tonight, I want to be inside you when I come.”
His words send shivers down my spine. He reaches over to his nightstand, pulling open a drawer and retrieving a condom. I watch, mesmerized, as he tears the package open with his teeth and rolls it on. The sight is so erotic, I have to press my thighs together against the renewed ache building there.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, positioning himself between my legs.
“Yes,” I breathe, opening myself to him completely. “I want this. I want you.”
Styxx positions himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his cock pressing against me. My breath catches in my throat as he slowly pushes forward, stretching me in the most delicious way. The initial discomfort gives way to pleasure as my body adjusts to his size.
“God, you’re tight,” he groans, his jaw clenched with the effort of restraint. “So fucking perfect.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, drawing him deeper. The feeling of fullness is overwhelming, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. When he’s fully seated inside me, he pauses, giving me time to adjust, his forehead pressed against mine.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice strained.
“Yes,” I breathe out, and it’s all I can manage as Styxx begins to move.
He starts slow, his hips rocking against mine in a gentle rhythm that has me gasping with each thrust. My nails dig into his shoulders, leaving half-moon imprints on his skin. I can’t think, can’t process anything beyond the incredible sensation of him moving inside me.
“Look at me,” he commands, and I force my eyes open to meet his intense gaze.
The connection between us deepens as we maintain eye contact, something so intimate I would normally shy away from it. But not now. Not with him. His eyes hold mine captive as his pace increases, his thrusts becoming deeper, more insistent.
“That’s it,” he groans. “Stay with me,mo chathú.”
My body responds to his every movement, my hips rising to meet his thrusts as the pressure builds inside me. Each timehe pushes deep, I feel myself climbing higher toward that peak again, faster this time, more intense.
“Brian,” I moan his name, clinging to him as if he’s my anchor in a storm. Maybe he is. Maybe he’s exactly what I’ve been needing all this time.
“That’s it,” he growls, his pace quickening. “Come for me again, Hope. Let me feel you.”
His words alone nearly push me over the edge. I’ve never felt so wanted, so desired in my entire life. The way he looks at me, like I’m something precious and wild at the same time, breaks down the last of my defenses.
When his hand slips between us, his thumb finding that sensitive bundle of nerves, I’m lost.
The orgasm hits me like a tsunami, more powerful than the first, making me cry out as my inner walls clench around him. My vision blurs as pleasure courses through every inch of my body, leaving me trembling and gasping beneath him. Styxx groans, his rhythm faltering as my release triggers his own.
“Hope,” he growls, his muscles tensing as he drives into me one last time. I feel him pulsing inside me as he comes, his body shuddering against mine, his face buried in my neck.
For several moments, we stay like that, connected, breathing hard, our hearts racing in tandem. I’ve never felt so completely satisfied, so utterly spent in my entire life. Styxx’s weight on top of me is comforting rather than crushing, and I find myself not wanting him to move.
Eventually, he does, rolling to the side and taking me with him.
“The next time, I’m tying you up and playing with you all damn night.”
A shiver courses through me at the thought of him doing just that. I want it.
No, I need it.
Giving up my control to Styxx is something I feel deep down I need to do.
CHAPTER 10
STYXX
“When do you get Eabha?” Hope asks, her body curled up tight against my side, the sound of her voice sweet and softer than it usually is. I have to wonder if this is what she sounds like every morning when she wakes up.
“We’ll go get her this afternoon when we pick Promise up from school.” I wanted the whole day with Hope and no interruptions. Plus, I also had to talk to her about her uncle. She needed to know about him stopping by yesterday while she’d been gone. It’s another reason for Promise not to be here last night when I brought her home.
