Page 87 of Animal Beats

I feel his lips curving upward. “That’s the idea.”

My breath is cut off when an orgasm starts to build from deep within my body. Río doesn’t let up, just makes me feel everything at once. Intensely. Our bodies are locked together, upright, when I tumble over the edge.

Pulling away from him, I yell, “I’m coming!” My body goes rigid in his arms.

Not one to be delayed, he latches onto my nipple, biting hard. My orgasm continues.

When he’s milked every last ounce of pleasure out of me, I open my eyes. “Río, what you do to me,” I murmur.

“The day is still young.” He lays me down on the bed and slides in behind me. “Ready for two?”

My head thrashes. “I know you’ve done it before, but I don’t think⁠—”

“Shhh,” he quiets me. “Trust me.”

My mind lingers on this one sentence. How can I? After all, I’m without a job because of him. Mila’s schooling relies on my income. Or lack thereof.

“I can hear you thinking again.”

He kisses me. It takes a while, but I finally clear my mind. Not a thought other than the amazing sensations he’s creating in my body. Now, I’m on my back and he’s opened my thighs, his gaze locked on my pussy.

He licks his lips. “Much better. Let me taste you.”

At my vigorous nod, he smirks and kisses my wet core. He circles my clit, licking and slurping like a man dying of thirst. His fingers enter me and my legs curl around his head. A few more swirls later, and I’m coming all over again.

Panting, I pull him down on top of me. His weight feels amazing and not enough, both at the same time. My legs open to welcome him.

His face approaches mine for a wild kiss. My hand reaches for his hard cock. “No. If you so much as touch me, I’ll go off like a rocket.” He fumbles for the nightstand where he must’ve put a condom because—in a flash—he’s sheathed and ready. “On your side.” He urges me to turn.

When we’re positioned the way he wants, he slides into my body. This position makes his naked chest rub against my back, lighting up all my nerve endings. His every movement creates a deep pressure.

“How is it always better?”

He replies, “Because it’s us.”

All talking ceases, as our bodies grind against one another. He kisses my shoulder. I reach around and grab his ass. His body rocks deeper into mine.

“Come,” he says.

“For,” he adds.

“Me,” he demands.

Without thought, my body complies. A thunderous riot of emotions burst from my toes to my head. “Ahhh!”

Behind me, Río pumps harder and faster until he erupts with a loud roar.

Minutes tick by as we lie back-to-front, catching our breath. His sweaty arm goes around my middle, playing with my nipple. “Only you.”

I smile. “Only me, what?”

“Only you can make me feel this way.” He punctuates his sweet comment by tugging on the nipple between his talented fingers.

Somehow, his words ring hollow. “We had amazing sex. You won—you got me to come three times again. Please don't be so dramatic.

He turns my body toward his. “We need to talk, Hayden.” He glances around my room. “Not here.”

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