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He smirked up at me, teasing me with his fingers as he sat up enough for me to get a good look at him. “You think you can’t handle anymore, Fiona?” he asked, his tone coated in lust and pure, primal dominance. And damn, did I like submitting to him.
I let out a shaky breath, arching off the bed as he slipped two fingers inside me, winding me up even more after his tongue.
“Look at me,” he demanded, and I snapped my eyes to his. “How much more can you handle?” he asked, pumping those fingers inside me until my thighs clenched around him. Everything inside me coiled and narrowed to the feel of him there, to the absolute knowledge that a few more flicks of those expert fingers and I’d shatter into a million pieces, he owned me that much in this moment.
“How much?” he urged when I didn’t answer, and he stilled his fingers inside me.
“Everything,” I breathed the answer, arching into his touch. “Everything, Brogan. I can handle whatever you dish out.”
That smirk turned wolfish as he grinned down at me. “That’s right,” he said, returning to his torture. “Never doubt that,” he said, shifting to lean down over me. “How strong you are. How beautiful you are. Or how fucking delicious,” he growled, right before he sucked my clit into his mouth at the same time he thrust his fingers home.
I clenched around him, my entire body unraveling at his touch, at the flicks of his tongue as I shattered around him. I’d barely caught my breath before he’d slipped his fingers out, rising up on his knees and pressing mine farther apart, baring myself to him completely.
My heart stuttered in anticipation, and there was a small part of my mind that wondered how he could possibly keep going, how I could keep going, but it wasn’t strong enough to stop me. I never wanted to stop. I wanted to live in this moment of pure, carnal bliss until it consumed me entirely.
He rolled a condom onto his cock, and I whimpered at the sight of him rising above me. God, he was glorious to look at. All inked skin over tons of corded muscle, his body slightly glistening with sweat from all we’d done before. I don’t know how I had feeling left in my limbs, let alone the desperate need for more.
But it was there all the same. A pulsing beacon of desire, a slice of undiluted need that had his name tattooed all over it.
Brogan lined up with my aching center, my flesh overly sensitive after he’d made me come so many times already. His eyes left mine, dragging along my body, over his massive hands that he had poised on my knees, spreading my thighs as far as they’d go. I should’ve felt self-conscious, should’ve felt exposed…but I didn’t. I felt like a fucking goddess with his eyes on me, hungry and consuming as he watched where he lined our bodies up.
Then he looked to me as he thrust inside me with one sharp plunge.
I arched off the bed, sighing as he filled me. He held me there, letting me adjust to the sheer size of him before pulling all the way out and slamming home again. And with how sensitive I already was? God, it was like he had a direct line to every nerve ending I possessed, and with each thrust he lit me up like a damn Christmas tree. I sparked all over for him, crackling like the flames licking up my spine.
“Fuck,” he growled, pumping inside me faster before releasing my thighs and shifting to hover over my chest, never breaking his rhythm. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, and I moaned at the sensation while he thrust inside me again and again. He used his teeth, nipping at me before soothing the hurt with his tongue, and I clenched around him, already close to that sweet edge.
Brogan leaned up enough to look down at me, a satisfied grin on his mouth. “Already?” he asked, breathless as he sank to the hilt over and over again.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, locking my thighs enough to hold him on his exit. His eyes flared with delight at me taking control, and I arched a brow at him. “Are you not there, Brogan?” I teased, digging my nails into his strong back. He arched, growling at the hint of pain and pleasure.
“I’m fucking there,” he groaned, and it was my turn to smirk up at him.
“You sure?” I asked, tightening my thighs around him when he tried to thrust inside me again. He growled again, and I swear it vibrated all along my bones in the most delicious way. If he wanted to take me, he could. He was so much stronger than me. But right now? He let me own him, and it was such a turn on, I could barely stand the game I’d started.
