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“This body…” he groans in pleasure, his teeth nipping at my skin ever so slightly. It sends a jolt of pleasure down my spine. I’ve always talked myself up, tried to instill confidence in myself, but no man has ever treated me this way before. Like I’m important, like I matter. Like I’m the sexiest thing to walk the earth. It feels so incredible to have him explore my body. And his enthusiasm only shows me that he actually wants me, that I actually mean something to him.
“I want you,” he growls, sliding his hand down my hips and pulling me closer. He takes my breath away with another passionate kiss.
I feel his hands glide over my skin, exploring my body, and I let him. I feel vulnerable but in the best possible way. I want him to see me exposed, touch every inch of me.
Because I’m all his. Whether he knows it or not.
In nothing but my bra and panties, he scoops me up once again and carries me upstairs with ease, his eyes never leaving mine for a second. He’s enchanted by me, just like I am by him.
I can barely believe my luck, this handsome hunk of a man is opting to spend the night with me. I’m punching well above my weight, but I’ll take it if this is what he wants. And by the look in his eyes, I know it must be.
His bedroom is large and airy, a king sized bed inviting us in. Wyatt, who has been rough and ready up until now, is gentle in the way he sets me down on the bed. But as he watches me lying before him, he lets out a low growl.
I know he won’t stay gentle for long.
He moves closer to the edge of the bed and grabs my panties, yanking them down my legs roughly, leaving me panting for breath. It’s happened so quickly that I can barely process the electricity coursing through my body, but I get the feeling he’s about to up the voltage.
“Damn,” he growls as he looks down at my pussy, glistening with my wetness. He leans in and his fingers brush over my folds, making me moan with pleasure. It’s only a brief touch, but it’s enough to drive me to the brink, and he knows it.
He smirks, towering over my body.
“You’re mine now, Lucy,” he snarls, his fingers delving back. He moves his hand slowly, touching me in places I’ve never been touched before, turning me into a trembling mess.
I’m breathing hard, my chest rising and falling rapidly, staring up at him as he pleasures me. I’ve never experienced anything like this. But when his fingers slide inside me for the first time, I gasp out loud. The feeling of him inside me is almost too much for me to handle. He delves a little deeper, sending a shiver of pleasure up my spine.
“Say you’re mine,” he growls. My head thrashes against the bed. I’m almost too breathless to speak at the height of my pleasure, but I try anyway.
“I’m…I’m yours. I’m all yours,” I breathe. He seems satisfied with my answer because his fingers thrust deeper inside me, his thumb brushing against my clit.
The pleasure goes up another notch and I moan deeply.
“Damn right you are. You’ll always be mine,” he growls. He’s so damn possessive of me. I never thought that would be something I wanted, but every fiber of my being wants to belong to him. Outside of my dad pushing me into my career I’ve always been independent, so sure of myself, but he’s making me come undone, rebuilding myself as the woman I need to be for him. I’m still strong, but he’s become my weakness.
And I’m more than happy to give in to him.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growls.
“Is that bad?” I pant, still caught up in the endless pleasure he’s giving me. He shakes his head with a grunt.
“No, it’s the sexiest thing ever. Knowing I’ve made you so wet already…fuck, it turns me on. You’re unreal, baby. I can barely believe you’re mine.”
I stare up at him. I can feel myself nearing my climax already. I’ve experimented alone in my room, but this is so much more real, so much more intense. I feel like a live wire, buzzing with electricity, ready to zap out at any moment. And with Wyatt’s fingers inside me, coaxing pleasured moans out of my body, there’s no stopping this feeling. One more nudge of his fingers and I cry out, collapsing into my pleasure, letting it take over my entire body. I breathe hard, trying to regain control, but the fight has gone out of me. And even as I’m trying to get a grip on myself, Wyatt makes it clear to me that he’s far from done. Because when he sinks to his knees at the side of the bed and grabs my legs, hooking my thighs over his shoulders, I know there’s going to be more.
