Page 40 of Force of Nature


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I do as he says without giving myself too much time to think about it. Right now I don’t want to think. I just want to feel.

The instant our gazes lock my breathing accelerates. Thad’s eyes are dark, his desire so evident that my earlier doubt evaporates.

“You’re sure about this?” He takes a commanding step forward which forces me back against the gate.

“I’m sure.” I chew nervously on my bottom lip.

“There’s no going back, Laken. Once I touch you I won’t be able to stop myself.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” He presses into me, his arousal undeniable and my body just about melts to the ground.

“Then you better hold on tight, baby.” With that, his mouth crashes down to mine.

Whatever thoughts I had about the kiss last night go flying out the window. It holds nothing to this kiss. This kiss right here is the stuff dreams are made of. Rough, punishing, commanding, and yet oddly sweet all wrapped up into one. I’m consumed by his taste, his smell, the way it feels when he lifts me into his arms.

I don’t realize we’re moving until I hear a gate latch open and then close moments later. I’m too focused on Thad. On the low growls that radiate from his throat, the way he bites my bottom lip before he runs his tongue along it to sooth it, the way his hands grip my ass.

One minute I’m in the air, wrapped in Thad’s arms, the next I’m being lowered to the ground, my back coming to rest on top of a thick bed of hay.

Thad makes quick work removing my shirt, taking a long moment to drink me in with his eyes before his own shirt comes off.

There’s no taking our time. Sexual tensions are at an all-time high and it’s clear by the way the rest of our clothing comes off in quick succession that neither one of us are in the mood to drag this out.

It isn’t until Thad slides on a condom and settles over me that the reality of what we’re doing seems to sink in. And even then there’s not a chance I could stop it. Even if I wanted to I’m already in too deep. I’m under his spell. Captivated by all that he is.

His handsome face. His toned abs. His incredible arms. His silky hair. All of him. Every single part of him is absolute perfection. And when he slides inside, stretching me around his thickness, I feel about as close to perfect as I think I’ll ever get.

His actions aren’t hurried or forced, but instead filled with a sense of desperation I can understand all too well. Because right now that’s exactly what I feel–desperate for him.

He moves above me with skilled precision, driving into me with just enough force to have me crying out his name but not so hard that it hurts.

He’s the perfect combination of rough and gentle, taking my body to heights it’s never reached. Over and over again he teases me upward, then pulls me back right before I’m about to fall over the edge.

“Thad,” I groan out as he slows again, needing my release so desperately I’m more than willing to beg for it.

“Not until I’m ready for you,” he tells me as he brings me back down, slowing to an almost stop before kissing me deep.

Without warning he increases his speed, pounding into me so hard it brings my orgasm right back to the peak.

“Now, baby. Go now,” he growls, sucking my tongue into his mouth as he slams into me over and over, the sound of skin hitting skin echoing through the barn.

I do as he says, exploding around him seconds later so intensely that for a moment I fear I might start to cry. I’ve never experienced an orgasm that not only overtook me physically but mentally as well.

Thad follows right behind me, spilling his release into the condom before collapsing down on top of me. I bear the full brunt of his weight, loving how good every inch of him feels pressed against me while he continues to pulse inside of me.

I’m not sure exactly how much time passes before Thad pulls back, sliding out of me as he looks down, studying my face. I’m too lost in my euphoric high to have any real grasp on anything around me.

“You okay?” he asks, his eyes unsure.

“Better than okay.” I smile at him, pushing his hair away from his face with my fingers.

I can sense him visibly relax as a slow smile plays on his mouth.

“So no regrets then?”

“Regrets?” I laugh, pushing at his shoulder to roll him onto his back. He goes willingly, giving no objection when I settle on top of him, my legs straddling his waist. “More like I’m ready to go again.”

“Well then, by all means, Miss Roth. I’m at your disposal.”

Leaning forward so that my mouth hovers just above his, I hold his gaze and softly whisper, “I think I like the sound of that,” before pressing my lips to his.

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