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I could lose myself in this man.
Heat filled my cheeks as he pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose. His thrusts were long, decadent strokes, denoting his power and control. The sounds he made while holding me close were sexy as hell and primed me for another powerful orgasm just outside my grasp. He moved with purpose. The unhinged part of him peeked out from the controlled facade he’d put in place. I could see the wildness in his eyes, taste the feral edge on my tongue when he kissed me. He moaned, fucking me in hard, demanding pumps. His breath came in harsh, sawing inhales.
This beast, this man, he kept this other of side of him bottled up so all anyone saw was the impeccable man. Not the deviant lover. I clung to him. My legs came around his hips and crossed at his ass, holding him inside of me. The wicked part of my brain liked the idea of his cum deep inside my pussy. I didn’t want him to pull out. When he climaxed, I wanted to feel it. I wanted to hear his shouts as he lost control.
“Please,” I whispered. “Don’t stop.”
“Never,” he said. “Never going to stop.” He fit his hand between us and rolled my clit. “Give me one more, Precious.”
I gasped his name, holding him close, afraid if I let go at that moment, I’d float away and never see him again. When the tingle of pleasure built through slingshot through my lower belly and into my limbs, I thrashed below him, taking every bit of bliss he could give me and then some.
Above me, he snarled. His features darkened. His hips lost their rhythm. He rutted within me like a rabid animal, desperate for his release and fuck... The sight of this beautiful man falling apart in my arms. I’d never share it with anyone. No. He was perfect. A heathen. He didn’t stop moving until he was finished and, even then, he stayed inside of me, rocking every so often. It was beautiful.
Sinful.
I wasn’t sure why he’d continued as he was every so often until we started again. This man was insatiable, and I was the lucky bitch who got to enjoy him. By the time he climaxed a second time, I couldn’t move. I was pressed to his chest, my ear right over his heart, listening to the pounding of a steady beat. I closed my eyes, not sure what just happened between us, but I didn’t want to leave. My place was here, no matter how hard it would be.
“Stephanie,” he murmured, drawing his fingertips up and down my arm. “Stay with me, even when this is over. Not as Rocca’s tutor, but as my woman.”
My heart soared. Excitement chased the exhaustion away. “I’d like that.” It wasn’t I love you yet, but we could work on that. We had all the time in the world as long as everything went according to how they’d planned it. “Question is, whose house should we live in?” I’d been teasing him, obviously. As much as I’d wanted to go home, I also knew my home wasn’t where I’d lived most of my life. Fact was, I didn’t think I could ever step foot in there again.
“Perhaps I’ll buy us a new one, and this time you could do the decorating,” he said, rolling us over. “Or maybe we’ll stay right here and enjoy this house and make it our home instead.”
I didn’t care, as long as he was by my side. “I don’t care either way. Wherever you are is home.”
He kissed me tenderly, his weight settling over me in a comforting way. “Then we’ll decide later. Right now, I want to devour you as much as I can.”
I laughed. “As you wish.”
