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O’Brien moves, his solid body covering every inch of mine. Feeling his skin against my skin, his muscles against my softness, drives me wild.
He pushes his hand beneath my head and twists my hair around his fist. His other hand moves from my hip, and grabbing hold of my butt, he pulls out. I feel every inch of him, and when he thrusts back inside me, my body rubs against his, a whimper spilling over my lips from how deliriously amazing he feels inside me.
This time when I lift my hips, he groans, “That’s it, baby. Take me deep.”
My abdomen clenches so hard a sweet ache spreads through me.
“Christ, JJ.” His breaths become labored, and I realize he’s still holding back.
Grabbing hold of his shoulders, my nails dig in, and I drag them down his broad back, relishing in the feel of him beneath my fingers. With a low moan, I beg, “Let go of your control. Please.”
O’Brien grips my butt tighter, tugs hard on my hair, and as my head tilts back, his teeth sink into the skin over my racing pulse. He pulls out until only an inch remains inside me, and when he slams into me, deep and oh so freaking hard. I cry out from the overwhelming pleasure as he starts to move like a force, his body seizing command of every inch of mine.
“Hear that, baby?” he growls as he powers into me again. “Hear how fucking wet you are for me?”
I can hardly nod, my breaths fluttering over my parted lips. I drink in his tense features, the veins on his neck, the glistening sweat beading down his chest.
Perfect.
God, he’s so perfect.
Our eyes lock, and emotions overwhelm me. Awe. Respect. Love.
“I love you, Daniel.” My heart lays bare for him to see what he means to me.
Instantly his body slows, his eyes warm with so much adoration it makes tears push up my throat.
The moment between us fills the room, then he lowers his head and sweeps me away with a kiss so profound, I know nothing will ever be able to separate us.
Daniel’s thrusts mimic the kiss, slow and deep, overwhelmingly intense, as he spills his love into me.
It makes it impossible for me to hold out and wait for permission. An orgasm explodes through me, and I cry against his lips.
His body is so in sync with mine, he knows exactly when to speed up to prolong my pleasure. My nails claw at his skin as he takes me to heights I’ve never reached before, gasping and sobbing from the ecstasy seizing my body.
I’m still convulsing when his hands frame my face, and his eyes lock with mine. Watching Daniel’s features tighten as if he’s in pain before his orgasm washes through him is both the most beautiful and hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. His lips part, his groan making tingles scatter over me. He thrusts hard, then stills, his body digging deep into mine as he keeps us locked in place while he empties himself inside me.
I’m totally entranced by him.
“Fuck, Julie,” he breathes as he thrusts one last time, hitting deep inside me. “You fucking own me.”
Slowly my lips curve up. “Say that again.”
“You own me.”
My smile grows. “Ma’am.”
His chest shakes as laughter bursts from him. “You own me, Ma’am.”
Lifting my head, I press a tender kiss to his mouth. He deepens it, his tongue finding mine, and we lose track of time.
With Daniel still buried inside me, my fingers explore his firm ass and back, memorizing every dip and swell of his muscles.
Everything clicks into place. Daniel O’Brien is mine.
“Mine,” I breathe against his mouth.
I feel his lips curve. “Every fucking inch, baby.”
Letting out a burst of laughter, every inch is forced out of me. “So arrogant.”
He rolls onto his side, which has me turning to face him. His fingers caress their way from my temple down my neck and over the swell of my breast.
“You okay?” he asks, lifting his eyes from my breasts to meet mine.
“More than okay.”
“Sore?”
I lift an eyebrow, then glance down only to see him hard and ready once again. “Damn, you don’t waste any time.”
“Got to make up for lost time,” he chuckles as he grabs hold of me, dragging me on top of him.
O’Brien
With JJ tucked against my side and the scent of hours of lovemaking filling the air, I mutter, “I deserve a Medal of Honor.”
She lets out a chuckle. “You mean Olympic medal.”
“Nope. Medal of Honor. And sainthood.” I brush my nose through her hair. “For holding out as long as I did.”
Laughter shakes her body, then she snuggles closer, her skin pressing against mine. “You think? I think I suffered more. You never let on how you felt about me. Honestly, there were moments I thought you hated me.”
“Those were probably moments when you pushed my self-control to the limits.”
