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My body started to tremble, my mind a huge blur as I kept my eyes closed, allowing images of his naked body to rush past my periphery of vision.
“Come for me, baby. Come on my cock.”
His words were almost a garbled mess, but my body responded to the command without question, a beautiful release pushing me straight into utter euphoria.
“Oh. Oh. Yes!” My scream floated well above the trees, pitching toward the sky. What did I care? I was in his arms. I could feel his heartbeat. I could tell what I wanted.
This was so right. So…
As another wave rushed over me, I licked my lips only to have him capture my mouth all over again, the heated moment less fervent than before. He rolled onto the balls of his feet, switching the angle, the action stealing my breath. I clung to him as if he were a lifeline, no longer capable of thinking clearly.
I finally opened my eyes, wanting nothing more than to watch him as he took what he wanted, draining me of any doubt. I tangled my fingers in his hair, swallowing several times as a single bead of perspiration trickled down the side of my face.
“So damn sexy,” he muttered then dragged his tongue across the salty bead, issuing a string of low and husky growls. I’d already melted into him, submitting to his brazen desires, but I wanted more.
Valentin seemed to sense my hunger had yet to be satisfied, laughing softly as he eased me away from the tree. When he started walking, I was thrown, darting a look over my shoulder. I could see a field of green in the distance, wildflowers growing on two sides. Laughing, I was surprised how free I felt, incapable of concentrating on the accusations or the reality of what either one of us was facing.
We both needed the moment, the freedom to share in our passion without the fear of being hunted. I looked at him again, pressing my forehead against his, tangling my fingers in his hair.
Maybe I was fooling myself that he cared more than he did. Could a man like Valentin ever find happiness after a horrible loss? As the last of the afternoon sun splashed down over us, he eased onto his knees, lowering me to the grass. I was delighted when he ripped off his shirt, tossing it aside.
He took his time hovering over me, cocking his head from side to side as he raked his eyes across my face. “As I told you before. There is no turning back. You are mine.”
The statement wasn’t made in anger, just simple words that superseded all decency or rules made by God and man. He was taking a possession, but there was so much more to his intentions.
They scared me.
No, they fucking terrified me.
“I don’t…”
He couldn’t handle a weakness, let alone baggage. When he pressed his finger across my lips, shaking his head with as much authority as if he’d issued a command, I slid my tongue across, my reward a slight smile on his carved and defiant face.
Then he eased between my legs, lowering his body and easily slipping his cock inside. This wasn’t about the rough fucking of two animals but furthering a connection that neither of us could ignore.
He remained over me, shoving his palms against the grass, watching me as he drove his cock in and out. I pressed my hands against his chest, kneading his skin as he made love to me. As I stared into his eyes, the deep blue from before returning, I was given another precious glimpse into his soul, grasping and yanking the goodness I knew existed within him. Was I strong enough to handle what we’d started? Could I see myself truly caring about this man or had I simply become lost in a moment of lust?
That I couldn’t answer.
I wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment, the scent of flowers adding to the fragrance of our sex. There was barely a cloud in the sky, the light breeze wafting across us creating goosebumps. It was perfect in every way.
As I rolled my hands over his shoulders, he whispered several words and phrases I couldn’t understand, but I sensed by the way he said them he was letting go. When he closed his eyes, I knew he was close to coming, but he seemed to have something else in mind, rolling me over until I was forced to straddle his hips.
Laughing, I dug my fingers into his chest, squeezing my knees against him.
“Ride me, my sweet angel.”
I shifted up and down, clamping my muscles around his cock.
He took a deep breath, shoving my hands aside and cupping my breasts. As I started bucking against him, I threw my head back, savoring the moment of blissful freedom.
This time, there was no holding back, every sound he made a clear indication he wasn’t able to control his needs any longer. I bucked hard against him, my pussy aching. When he finally erupted deep inside, he issued a guttural roar.
I’d always heard there was a fine line between love and hate. Maybe I should have realized that the first go around. As he pulled me down, I nuzzled against his chest, listening to the sound of his heart.
An unsettled feeling remained as a bank of clouds suddenly rolled across the sky, blocking out the limited sun.
And for some reason, I knew it was a foretelling of the future, one that was bleak and hopeless.
