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He surprised me when I discovered his selfless acts of charity concerning Harry, the man with nothing, who looks on him as a friend. It all changed for me in a heartbeat and when he returned from work out of concern for me, I saw a man who cares deeply but doesn’t want anyone to know. I see a man I could easily fall in love with, and that is a powerful emotion.
Yes, I want Hunter Blake, but not for the reasons most women do. I want his soul, and I’m not leaving until it’s mine.
So, I drag my body around his cock and show him what’s his for the taking. I make love to him as if he’s the only man I have ever allowed inside my heart because he is. I keep them out for a very good reason, but not him. If this ends tomorrow, I wouldn’t change this moment for the world because it’s my best shot at showing him how good love can be.
He reaches up and twists his fingers in my hair and pulls me down to his chest, still inside me, which causes a different angle that brings a gasp from my swollen lips. He thrusts up harder, deeper, as if he’s trying to own the whole of me, and all the time he keeps me anchored down to his chest as he fucks me hard and raw. The atmosphere darkens, becomes more urgent as he moves faster and I gasp as his balls slap against my ass and then as he rolls me on my back, he drives in even deeper, if that’s possible.
Now I know what it’s like to be well and truly fucked, because it appears I’ve unleashed a monster. He grips my wrists and holds them above my head so I am stretched out under him and pounds inside me furiously, harder, faster, deeper. The sheets slide beneath me, coated in sweat as he stamps his ownership inside my soul and I start to pant as the orgasm starts to build and he growls, “Not until I say so.”
I almost howl as he pulls out and drags me from the bed and pushes me hard against the floor-length mirror in his room. I hate that he’s left and is no longer inside me and as he kicks my legs apart, I feel my soul shatter. He grips my neck with strong fingers and pushes me in deep, so my breasts flatten against the glass and then he pulls my head up and growls, “Watch me own you, Lexi. Watch me claim you and watch me love you because I want you to always remember the moment you became mine.”
I am so turned on I couldn’t care less if he took my life right now because that’s how it feels. It feels dirty and dripping in depravation and I am loving every sordid moment of it.
He thrusts inside me hard and deep, and my body thumps against the mirror as I stare into his slightly crazed eyes. I love how he looks, so broken, so desperate and yet so commanding and I feel as if he is dominating my soul. Seeing him thrust inside me, owning me, feels so erotic I can’t wrestle my mind from how different this is. He is a warrior in a battle of control and for once in my life I yield to a man–my man and at that realization I tense and he growls, “Come for me baby, give me everything you’ve got.”
I actually scream as wave upon wave of blissful soul shattering relief crashes through my body like a cyclone. It tears away any doubts and dignity as they get carried away on a wave of the utmost pleasure. As I scream out loud, his own roar joins it and I swear the whole building must hear the moment when Hunter Blake claimed his woman because it’s an ending to a very satisfying performance and one I’m keen to see an encore to. My whole body shivers against the cool glass as I am held up by this powerful man who is still inside me. I feel weak, spent and delirious and can undoubtedly say that was the best sexual experience of my life.
