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I couldn’t make a coherent sentence, thoughts in my mind all jumbled up. He held me in place then lifted me again, keeping me hanging above him as he studied me intently. When he finally pulled me down, another series of rippled eruptions burst through me, jolts of crackling electricity so powerful I couldn’t breathe. When he repeated the move, I was almost delirious with pleasure, my pussy muscles clamping around him like a tight vise.
He groaned his appreciation, the tone even darker than before. I could listen to him all night, but I had to admit, I had other things on my mind. As he pulled me down once again, cradling me in his arms for a few seconds, I rubbed my fingers across the three-day stubble. It was even sexier on him than the others, the shadows creating a rugged, entirely too masculine appearance. I loved how it tickled the ends of my fingers. I wanted to memorize his wide forehead and chiseled cheekbones, his full lips and strong jaw.
Somehow I knew I’d feel closer to him by doing so.
He allowed me to explore for only a few seconds more before rolling me over once again, pressing the full weight of his heated body against mine. His cock throbbed deep inside, and I could swear it was swelling, expanding my muscles even more.
Even in only the moonlight, his eyes were twinkling as he purposely placed one arm over my head then the other. Only this time, he intertwined his fingers with mine, holding them in place.
Very slowly he shifted his hips, pulling out until only his tip remained inside. When he eased back inside, I wrapped one leg around his thigh, holding him in place.
“You’re not in control, little miss, no matter what you think,” he muttered, shaking his head.
“I don’t know about that.”
He easily bypassed my insufficient attempt at taking control, thrusting hard and deep, my breath stolen. After repeating the move three times in rapid succession, he stopped altogether, shifting his hips back and forth, creating an entirely different wave of friction.
There was so much to say between us but at this moment, nothing seemed appropriate. We allowed our passion to do the talking. With every stroke, I felt closer to him, wired to his needs and desires even more so than my own.
He dug his fingers into my palms, keeping me locked in place as he continued fucking me, his actions exploding into an almost desperate need. We rocked together, our breathing irregular. The sound of my heart echoed in my ears, forcing me to take a series of deep breaths. His scent would linger with me for days, a stark reminder of how wrong I’d been about them.
I wanted this to last for a long time, but my body was as unforgiving as the situation. As he pulled me closer to another wave of ecstasy, I bit back a moan, bucking hard against him.
“That’s it, baby. Come with me. Come with me.”
I needed no further encouragement, the rush of sensations overwhelming. “Oh. Oh. Oh…” As his body stiffened, I squeezed even more, rewarded with the most beautiful, primal roar.
And seconds later as he rested over me, his breathing ragged, I almost whispered I loved him.
Almost.
Sadly, it was too little, too late.
