Page 46 of Code Violation

Her eyes flutter closed when I roll my hips for the first time. This moment is huge for me, although I try not to let it show how it catches in my throat and steals the oxygen from every cell.

Looping my hands under her ass, I tilt her hips up so I can hit a spot I’m sure she’s never encountered.

“You’re so big.”

My ego gets the better of me as I ask, “Too big?”

“No,” she replies in a small voice. “But I’ll be feeling you for weeks after this.”

I’m already possessive when it comes to Vesper, but something in her last statement takes it to a whole new level. Now I’m a full fucking caveman for her.

“Good,” I repeat. “Because I never want you to forget this night or the way I made you feel. You’re everything to me.” I snap my hips forward, and she wraps her legs around my lower back. “Fucking everything.”

Vesper

Silas freaking Stanton is blowing my back out, and I’m pretty sure he’s still holding out on me.

Emotionally and physically.

Cracking his palm across my left ass cheek, he takes me on all fours in the center of his bed. There’s a full-length mirror in front of us, and I haven’t taken my eyes off him since he demanded that I get on my knees and watch him pound into me.

“Fuck, Vesper. So damn tight.”

Silas’s torso glimmers with a sheen of sweat as he leans over me and wraps his hand around my throat. He doesn’t squeeze at all, yet the move is still dominant. “Is this okay? Tell me if it’s too much.”

Sex with this man is the perfect balance of everything. Respect mixing with his filthy mouth, frantic fucking giving way to slow, rhythmic thrusts of his hips.

“I love it,” I reply, referring to his actions but also how he checks in with me and what he’s doing. It’s sexy as hell and another sexual first for me. “This is the best night of my life.” The words fall from my tongue with ease.

Silas pulls out and flips me onto my back, bracketing my head between his forearms.

I gaze at the Greek word scribed on the inside of his left arm, curious about what it says.

“Your pussy sounds so beautiful when it swallows my cock.”

My legs open wider with every inch he gives me.

He drops his head into the curve of my neck, a delicious shiver chasing down my spine when he speaks against my sweat-slicked skin. “It feels like I’m losing my goddamn mind.”

Silas hooks my right leg into the crook of his elbow and plows into me at a punishing pace.

“It’s true what they say about sleeping with a hockey player.”

His top lip quirks. “Oh, yeah? What’s that?”

I roll my eyes, so close to another orgasm. “That you guys can go at it all night and still not get tired.”

Silas snaps his hips into me, and I climax all over him.

“True. And then you went and bagged yourself the captain.”

I don’t know what’s so hot about that statement, but it drags my orgasm out until I’m so sensitive that I’m begging him for mercy.

Fucking him like this—face-to-face, bodies pressed against each other—it’s so intimate and overwhelming in all the best ways.

Deep blue eyes soften as they take me in. “Kiss me, Vesper.”

I press my lips to his and slide my tongue into his mouth, determined to tie us together in each way that we can. I don’t know if or when we will get a chance to share a night like this again. I never want it to end.