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Goddammit, he’d be amazed if didn’t come the instant he got inside her.
“If you don’t like it, we’ll stop. Just say yellow. Always. Even if you’ve been struggling up until that point, that word lets me know—”
“Ry, I’m not going to say yellow. My pussy is like six shades of green right now. Happy St. Fucking Patrick’s Day. Now can you please fuck me and stop talking?”
Barely restraining a smile, he slipped the saturated beads inside her ass. Just the smallest at first, then the next biggest, and up to the third, stopping as her hips stilled. He pressed a kiss to her tensed belly, wiggling the strand until she couldn’t help but moan. “Gonna feel so full when I’m inside you. Just wait until I fill your ass too.”
Her pupils flared and she gripped his arm with her free hand, grasping him so hard that he knew she wasn’t against the idea. Just the opposite.
God, she was incredible.
“Suit up,” she said, not so subtly circling her hips. “Before I get this party started without you.”
“You won’t.” Taking his time, he reached for a condom and tore it open.
“No promises.”
“Denver.” His tone held no humor. “Look at me. You’re not going to come. I’ll tell you when.”
He expected her to laugh or to punch him with her free hand or to do anything other than what she actually did.
She stopped moving entirely.
“Good girl,” he said, again expecting her to push back.
Nothing. Hmm. She kept offering more proof that she definitely wasn’t as inexperienced at being dominated in bed as he’d originally assumed.
He unrolled the latex over his length and drizzled on some of the lube, more to give her a show than from actual need. She was plenty wet enough, and he’d already used some of it on her pussy. But she sucked in a breath as he dropped the tube and slicked his hand up his cock. Jesus, the slight tingling reached him right through the condom.
Wanting her to experience what he was feeling too, he gripped his length and dragged it along her swollen pussy, absorbing the sound of her staccato breaths as if she was giving him air. He rubbed the crown of his dick over her clit, circling it slowly, transferring more of that liquid heat to her flesh.
“Ry,” she whimpered, reaching up to cup her own breast. Her long fingers caged in her taut nipple and he shifted his stance, looming over her body so that he could rub the tip of his cock against her breast. She licked her lips and he bit off an oath.
“Don’t look at me like that or this’ll end with me coming all over these.” He drew his lubed cock over her other breast too and she shut her eyes.
Not having that link with her about killed him.
“Den.”
She didn’t respond.
“Look at me. Always keep looking at me.”
Her lashes lifted slowly and the need in the brown depths got him moving. He moved back down her body and kneeled between her splayed thighs. Without hesitation, he thrust inside her, so hard that her back came up off the bed. She let out a keening moan, rife with hunger, and he grabbed her thigh, hoisting her leg over his shoulder as he retreated and slammed home again.
Nothing gentle now. Just forceful, pounding strokes.
His mistake was glancing at where she was taking him deep. Her reddened folds opening for his thick cock, their combined wetness and the lube making her flesh glisten. And beneath that, the telltale pink wand of beads distending from her tightly clenched ass.
“Fuck.” He reached down to pull them out, just a little, and she fisted around him like a vise. Reading her cues, he pushed the wand in a bit more, giving her one more bead, and she tossed her head on the pillow, her dark hair spilling everywhere. She yanked at the cuff binding her in place, lifting her shoulder off the bed so her rock-hard nipple gleamed wetly. He leaned forward and blew on it while maintaining his hold on her leg and his relentless strokes in and out of her pussy, repeating the move as she raked her nails over the sheets.
“On my skin,” he rasped. “Those scratches are fucking mine.”
She nodded and reached for him, digging her fingers into the muscles of his back. Leaving welts behind. Welts he craved with every fiber of his being.
“Harder,” she whispered, and he gave her exactly what she wanted.
Grabbing her other leg, he pulled it over his opposite shoulder. And he doubled down into his thrusts, powering into her and driving her up the bed so the handcuffs rattled and the bed nailed the wall. Everything shaking. Her gorgeous body beneath him, the bed frame, the frigging world.
