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Anna pulled him into the cabin, wasted no time and pushed him down onto the bed. Hayden was no UNR officer. He was far stronger, far more powerful than she could ever dream to be, and yet he followed her every instruction. Let her fully take control.
That only made her love him more.
“May I ask about these big plans of yours?” he asked quietly.
She grinned. “Lay back.” He did, without question ever reaching his gaze. “So,” she began, moving one leg over his lips and straddling him. Heat immediately overtook his stare, and it made something deep in her belly curl and ache. “Since our last stay in this fine cabin wasn’t the best experience ever, I thought we'd give it a new story to remember it by.”
He smiled wickedly, his hands immediately moving to her hips. She slapped them away. “Nuh, uh. You’re injured.” Between the stitches and bruising on his face, the still-healing shoulder, and the head injury, he definitely would’ve been advised by a doctor to take it easy. If there’d been a doctor to advise such things.
“No man could be that injured.” His hands returned to her hips forcing her to grind down against him and—damn.
She continued the motion, trying to stay focused. Trying to keep in control.
He shot up into a sitting position, his hands holding her in place as his mouth to hers, devouring her. She felt lightheaded by the time he broke the kiss, and suddenly, she realized, she’d become putty in his hands.
“I was supposed to be in charge here, buddy.”
He kissed her cheek, her jaw, her neck, his teeth and tongue taking turns grazing over her sensitive skin, drawing a moan from her lips. “Aren’t you?” He nipped at her earlobe, holding her head as it fell to the side. “I think you are.” He licked the spot he’d just bitten.
She moaned again, rocking her hips against him, aching to rid themselves of the clothes that stood between them. “Clever,” she breathed. “So clever.” Pretending she was in control, when he knew exactly who held all the power here.
Was that what he did with the others around him? His brothers? Mason? Hell, his thankfully-now-dead father? He sucked the skin where her neck met her shoulder, sending all thoughts from her mind.
She did not care if he’d stolen control from her. He could have it. He could have anything, so long as he didn’t stop kissing her.
“Your commands, my love?”
She shivered at the nickname, completely lost to the sensations of his mouth on her neck, his hands on her back. “These clothes really need to go,” she said finally.
They both leapt from the bed, undressing in a blur before falling back into the bed. Anna pushed him to his back, straddling his hips again and rocking them against his length, coating him in her wetness.
He groaned, nostrils flaring, and pulled her back down against him, quickening her movements.
“Anna,” he growled.
“I know,” she breathed, barely able to hold herself back from tumbling over the edge, just like that, just from rocking her hips against him.
She leaned up, the tip of his cock pressing against her core, and then she slowly slid back down, taking him in, inch by inch, until she’d taken him all inside of her.
For a moment, she sat there, admiring the way he filled her completely, the way he strained against her and himself, desperate to thrust but trying to stay still. To stay in control.
Silly, silly man.
She hated self-control. She much preferred him unhinged.
Anna braced herself against his chest, then began rocking against him, moving up and down, slowly at first, and then picking up her pace, unable and unwilling to hold herself back.
His fingers dug into her hips so tightly they’d probably bruise. Good. She loved the idea of him leaving his mark on her. Loved the idea of him losing control to the pleasure she brought him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” His low voice sent another shot of pleasure right to her core, and she felt herself squeeze on his cock, her pace quickening, growing even more erratic.
The pleasure was coming in fast, barreling toward her as she continued to writhe on top of him.
“That’s it, love. Don’t stop.” He sat up again, using one hand to grip her ass and quicken her movements while the other knotted in her hair. He pulled her face to his, their noses brushing together while he stared into her eyes. Damn, those blue eyes of his… another ripple of pleasure. She was so freaking close. “I want to watch while you come on my cock.”
She exploded. Saw freaking stars. Her hips jerked against his, her entire body convulsing as the pleasure shot through her. His hands moved down, gripping her ass and rocking her hips furiously against her, extending the pleasure and pushing it up, up, and up all over again.
“I fucking love you, Anna,” he roared as he came inside of her, his own orgasm pushing her over the edge once more. They held onto each other, riding out the seemingly endless waves of pleasure.
