Page 14 of Her Steadfast Hero

“It’s you.”

He pushed back in, watching her carefully. There, that was the spot. He did it again, and again, rubbing the sweet spot.

“What’s me?” he asked softly. His pretty nurse struggled to keep her hands above her head and answer his question.

“You’re perfect,” she sighed. She was getting close, and he intended to make her fly. He reached his hand between them and found her clit wet and swollen. He circled it as he bent and lapped at one berry tipped nipple. God, which one of them was trembling harder?

“David?”

He pinched. He sucked. He thrust.

She thrashed, her hair flew across the pillow, her moan long and loud.

God, she was beautiful. Sarah came like a wanton, nothing held back. He’d never had such a pure and authentic lover. As her climax shuddered to completion, dazed gray eyes looked up at him.

“Again.” Her voice was hoarse, but the demand was clear.

He grinned. He hooked his hand under her arm and brought it up and over his neck. Her smile dazzled. She lifted her other arm and clutched him close. They met for a long kiss.

Just kissing her was enough to make him come. Her release had made her more swollen, and pressing in made his head want to explode, but he’d be damned if she wouldn’t come with him. He swept his hand down her back and clutched her ass. She purred and jolted up, slamming their bodies together. He kneaded the lush curves, and she moaned. Wrenching her mouth away from his she gasped, “It’s too much.”

If she could talk, it wasn’t enough. He slowed down, then sped up, ensuring she would never know what to expect. He heard her gasping and grinned.

Ahhh, her nails in his scalp were going to draw blood, and he would happily wear the wounds. As her walls clamped down on his cock, tingles shot down his spine. She was going to kill him, and then she wailed his name, and he shot over the edge, lost in the stormy depths of her gray eyes.