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His hands move back to my hips and stay there, guiding my movements so I match his.
Soon, our pace quickens, and I don’t have a single solitary prayer of holding on.
“Oh! Lincoln. I’m going to—”
He looks right through me, fingers digging into my ass, his thrusts coming faster and harder and deeper.
“Tongue,” he commands.
I give back a whine. My eyes roll up in my head and I’m going, going—
Gone.
The second he leans forward and takes my mouth, swiping his tongue against mine, I’m vapor.
He swallows every breathless moan I give, every whimper, every fractured part of me going to pieces on his hardness.
My hands move up and down his back frantically to the back of his head, scratching him, joining us closer, deepening the kiss that destroys me as he sends me to nirvana.
My body clenches around him.
The room goes bright with white-hot fireworks.
I’m coming so hard I forget my own name.
Holy shit!
I’m an awestruck mess.
Time condenses.
My pussy experiences miracles I never fathomed until I was struck down by Lincoln “Zeus” Burns, sex god.
The craziest part is, he’s not even finished.
I’m barely coming off my high for air when I see him staring, waiting patiently, letting me breathe.
Or maybe not so patiently.
His breathing is different now, his massive chest rising and falling, his face screwed up and his mouth pulled slightly open.
“Lincoln?” I venture. “I-is something wrong?”
“Yeah. I’m enjoying this ride so goddamned much I never want it to end,” he rumbles, twining my hair around his fist.
Then it’s on.
Another hard round where he crashes into me, making me ask a thousand times how I could ever hate this man.
Kiss by kiss, he’s wearing me down, making me worry I won’t ever be able to hate him again.
What then?
What the hell happens when we’re back in the office, trying to pretend this never happened, and—
“Dakota!” He bellows my name, a smolder in his eyes, the unmistakable look of a man—a wild animal—who’s losing control.
Oh, God.
My heart races.
I don’t even try to hold back as he wraps his arms around me and flattens me against the mattress.
As he thrusts back inside me with claiming teeth at my throat.
As he reaches down, finds my clit, and rubs with maddening intent.
As he swells, as he whips me around like a doll, as he breaks me down for any lesser man, past and future.
With one last cry of “Nevermore!” he fills me to the hilt.
He releases so hard I swear I feel it through the latex.
But a second later, I can’t feel anything else as my body ignites a second time.
Sweet, searing chaos swallows me up and doesn’t spit me out until I’m nearly blacking out.
“Damn, Dakota. Dakota, fuck,” he mutters a few minutes later, alternating my name with curses.
We’re both flopped down on the mattress and he’s holding me. He runs his fingers through my hair, slow and still so sensual, his eyes calm mocha seas that could go unruly again at a second’s notice.
“Did you enjoy that?” he whispers.
“Do you have to ask? Um, yes. God, yes.” Heat pumps under my face, but I don’t have to worry. It’s just the two of us and a long, dark night ahead where I’m sure he’ll deliver a lot more to enjoy. “Honestly that was... Gah. I can’t even compare it to anything else.”
“You’re beautiful when you look like a cherry, Nevermore,” he says with a torn laugh.
He caresses me a few more times, pulling softly at my hair—that seems to be his new favorite thing.
Then he stands, and the moonlight spilling in splashes his naked body.
He’s really, truly, undeniably glorious.
But I bite my lip, suddenly nervous.
Is that it? Am I wrong about tonight? We had sex and now he’s going to get dressed and go about his evening?
And isn’t that what Jay did, always going back to his dumb video games, where he’d spend half the night yelling at strangers when he could’ve been holding me?
My heart slams my ribs. I wonder if I’ll ever trust a man again.
Lincoln looks back, his face that broody mask again. I still wonder what secrets, what doubts, are stewing inside of him.
“Are you leaving?” I venture anxiously.
“I need a shower to recharge. You want to come with?”
My heart flutters back into place.
“Umm, I would, but...I’m not sure I can stand.” Embarrassing, but true.
Laughing, he rejoins me on the bed, tucking me neatly into the huge, protective arch of his body. “How about we just lie here until your legs work? Then we’ll clean up dirty.”
I’m smiling so hard I want to cry.
Thankfully, I don’t. I just kiss his cheek instead.
“Oh, I like that. I like that a lot.” I’m quiet for a heady minute. “That was the best I’ve ever had,” I finally say, working up the confidence.
“Same,” he throws back.
I do a double take.
“Okay, now I know you’re lying.”
