But I need more.
I need control.
“Roll over.” I grab Hayes by the shoulders, stopping him.
He doesn’t hesitate, barely even pausing his thrusts as he rolls so we’re flipped, and I’m straddling him. From this angle, everything is different. He’s deeper, and the cock ring sits perfectly where I need it as I grind my hips against him.
Hayes hands me control. His hands grip my thighs, exploring my body, but he doesn’t set the pace. He allows me to take what I need, and I do, shamelessly. With every flutter of his fingers on my stomach, every pluck of my nipples, I’m riding him harder.
We’re two opposing forces coming together.
Fury and passion.
Regret and need.
He twists my nipples, and it sends an electric shock to my core.
“Your hands should come with a warning label.” I moan as he does it again.
“All of me should come with a warning label, Emery.” He sits, lifting me on his cock and slamming me down on him. “But you love that about me.”
I do love that about him—I loveeverythingabout him.
How he holds me gently when I need to feel loved. How he kisses me softly when I’m breaking apart. Howhe fucks me like he’s so enamored he can’t possibly hold himself back.
“Tell me what you need,” he whispers against my mouth.
“You.” I moan as he rocks me again. “Only you.”
“Whose cock is the only one that’s ever been inside you?” He angles my hips until the vibrations make me whimper.
“Yours.”
“That’s right.” He takes control when my limbs lose their strength. “Mine. You’re all mine.”
“You feel so good. Oh god.”
He brushes my hair off the side of my face, burying his in my neck. “Come on your husband’s cock. Let me feel you strangle my cum out of me.”
Holy heck, the mouth on this man.
The body on this man.
The eyes on this man.
From our first kiss, I stood no chance. Now, I’m completely ruined. I’m treading into dangerous territory, and there’s no turning back. No ignoring these feelings stirring in my chest. Hayes holds me against him, and we aren’t just fucking. It’s a spiritual connection.
I tip my forehead to his, and we stare into each other’s eyes. There are no more walls. No more lies. What happens next might tear us apart, but not tonight.
Tonight, I’m in his arms, and it’s just the two of us suspended in time. And when he rocks me over him again, and I crumple in a fit of pleasure—it’s his arms cradling me through my release.
His stomach tenses as he follows me to his own. His body curls against mine. There’s nothing between us but a mess of sweat and flesh and hearts too big for our chests. Even my blood pumping between my temples can’t drown what swells within my soul because there’s no turning back from this.
The room quiets as we catch our breaths. Until Hayes shifts and the cock ring hums against my clit, making me jump from the sensitivity.
“Sorry about that.” He lifts me off him, discarding the ring so he can pull me down onto the bed. “You’re shivering.”
He rubs my arm, wrapping himself around me.
