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In record time, he’s pushing inside me once more, filling me up, taking my breath away, holding me like I’m precious, and important, like I’m everything he wants, everything he needs.
Oh God, what am I going to do with this boy?
Chapter Thirteen
Merc
Why am I so hard for this skittish, pretty girl? She’s a contradiction in a sexy package, with those deep dark eyes and kiss-roughened mouth, those soft curves that fill my hands. When I hold her, it just feels right. When I’m near her, the voices in my head fall quiet.
When I’m inside her, the world rights itself, the maddening spin of dreams and images dropping away.
I still don’t know why she pretends to be her sister sometimes, but it’s not like we’ve talked, really talked.
Only fucked.
I’m not such an animal normally, such a sex-crazed brute. It’s as if she reaches i
nside me and lights me up.
We’re kissing, and her dark lashes lift. Those midnight eyes seem to see straight through me, right into my thoughts and fears, and I grunt and thrust inside her faster, harder, to shake that feeling.
The feeling she knows me more than she should be able to, just from the few things I’ve told her. That we have a connection, a link that seems to go back further in time than the few times we met.
No, that’s crazy. It’s just good sex. Hot, amazing sex. Her moans go straight to my dick, and I pant, trying to hold back, make it good for her. It shouldn’t be so difficult, so hard to last longer after coming already once, but…
She lifts a small hand to my cheek, fingertips smoothing over my scruffy jaw. “What is it?”
Fuck. If she noticed, then I’m not fucking her hard enough, and I can’t look in her eyes, in case she really can see…
Shit shit, I have to stop. My balls are rock-hard, my dick hurts. One more thrust and I’ll come. I pull out with a low groan, her slick pussy fluttering along the length of my dick.
I close my eyes, take a deep breath, my control inexplicably shaky—as much over my body as over my thoughts.
“Merc?” She moans as my cock head drags over her clit. “Oh…”
Clenching my jaw, I grab and flip her on her stomach, surprising a yelp out of her. Her ass is perfect, a perfect heart, and I smooth my hands over its softness, parting the cheeks to spread her open, tease her opening.
Her moan comes broken. “Please…”
My heart pounding, I push back into her pussy and swallow a curse. So damn tight like this. It’s almost unbearable. Unbearably good. Her body is like a vise around my hard-on, squeezing and pulsing, driving me nuts.
It’s a fucking relief not to think.
Don’t think.
I move inside her, and she whimpers, hands scrabbling in my sheets, face turned to the side, mouth slightly open, eyes shut.
Beautiful. Damn hot.
I lay over her, bracing myself on my elbows, covering her silky back, sinking deeper into her. She gasps, arches up, or tries to. I press my lips to her cheek, groan when her pussy flutters along my dick. I lift my hips, drawing out a little only to shove back in.
She’s so tight it’s a struggle to push back inside every time, despite how wet she is, and we both moan with every thrust.
So fucking sweet.
Don’t think about that unblinking eye, about a body in the leaves, struck by golden light, about a temple and a spreading pool of blood, about a shadow looming behind you, just—
She shifts underneath me, breaking the images, hauling me back to reality, and I bury my face in the crook of her neck, fucking her harder, and she gasps as she comes, pushing back against me.
