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“Other things?” she panted. “Oh!” she squealed as he moved slickly against her.
“Oh, yes,” he said. “There’s a world of pleasure just there for the taking. I can let you touch me all over, feel me in your hands. I can bring you to pleasure on your hands and knees while I mount you from behind.”
He gave a gentle thrust, and the tip of him nudged insistently against her. “You can taste me, as I tasted you.”
“Oh!” she cried out as his wicked words ignited a nugget of need, her mind yielding to images of them together on the floor, writhing in pleasure, their bodes fused together, slick with sweat.
“Yes, that’s it,” he said, moving himself against her, building a wave of pleasure. “Would you like me to fuck you, Sophia? To fuck you until you beg for mercy?”
A wicked flame ignited deep within her at his crude words. He grasped her arms and she felt a spike of pain as the keyboard dug into her back.
“Open your eyes, Sophia,” he said. “Now.”
She obeyed and found herself looking into a dark blue pool of desire. Raw and potent, his need for her bored into her soul.
“Do you want me, Sophia?”
She drew in a breath and nodded.
“You must say it.”
“Yes.”
He moved against her again, teasing her flesh, which ached for him.
“You must ask me.”
“Please!” she begged. “I want you!”
He plunged inside her and she cried out as her body stretched around him. He withdrew, then plunged in again. The cacophony of notes rang out, in a rhythm to match each hard thrust. The notes grew into a crescendo, as he plunged deeper inside her.
Pain morphed into pleasure, and his breathing grew hoarse and harsh. He threw his head back, as if straining to see the heavens, and a cry formed on his lips. His eyes were closed, teeth gritted as if he fought a battle.
Then, he slammed his hips against hers, and her body exploded. Wave after wave of ecstasy tore through her body. She threw back her head and screamed as pinpricks of light flashed before her.
“Adrian!”
With one final thrust, he let out a deep cry and his body shuddered against her. He wrapped his arms around her and drew her close. Then he dipped his head and placed a kiss on her shoulder, grazing his teeth against her skin, and he gave her a gentle nip, marking her as his.
She pulled him close, and kissed his neck, breathing in the scent of him—the scent of musk and man. Then she lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, crossing her ankles to hold him in place—claiming him as he’d claimed her.
At length, she tried to move, but he held her firm.
“No, stay still,” he whispered. “I want to stay inside you for a while longer, now that you’re mine.”
You’re mine…
She looked down and saw his bare legs, breeches around his ankles. For a moment she felt a fleeting sense of shame. Her skirts were bunched around her waist, as if she were a street whore being taken against an alley wall.
But she had loved every minute of it.
With each thrust he’d heightened her pleasure—and her love for him.
Once again she’d given her body to a man, but this time she had given her heart and soul as well.
