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And she did. She understood.
The breath seeped out of her, leaving her no words.
He’d demanded the most vulnerable part of her and he took it, claiming it as his own, protecting it with everything he was.
Her hands lifted slowly, trembling as she placed them on either side of his face. She pulled him down slowly to her, her lips crashing into his, the heat of his breath filling her, becoming her own.
Lifting herself to her knees, she met him and both of their hands went into a flurry, threads tearing off buttons, fabric ripping, clothes dropping off their bodies in a storm of ferocity.
Roe lifted her to her feet, dragging the length of her naked body long onto his as he moved to the side of the ruby red chaise lounge at the foot of the bed. He spun her away from him, then pressed himself against her back, his member setting hard into the dip of her backside. Brushing her hair to the side, his lips went down to her neck, his teeth raking along the delicate skin over her collarbone.
“Look at your body, Tor. Look at the beauty of it. All of it. See it how I see it.” His mouth stayed on her skin as his grey eyes lifted, pinning her in the tall mirror in front of them.
“Look, Tor, look. Watch how I touch you.”
Her gaze tore from his, traveling downward. His left hand at her breast, cupping it, teasing the nipple, and then his fingers went inward, trailing along the shadow of the long line between her breasts that led down her body to her belly. His hand sank further, moving into the crux of her, his fingers dipping into her folds.
A gasp, her breath stolen at the instant way her body reacted to his touch. Every time. Her chest tightening, the core of her taut in anticipation.
He sank out of view behind her, his legs straddling the settee as he sat on the tufted red silk cushions.
“Watch you. Watch your beautiful body.” His hands gripped her hips and he pulled her backside toward him, not stopping until her legs were outside his thighs and the swell of her buttocks curved into his chest.
His hand slipped back into her folds, priming her. One finger, two. The wetness he pulled from her only the slightest indicator of how harsh her blood was pounding, how much she needed him inside of her. Every heartbeat sending pangs of desperation along her core.
“Watch your body take me in.”
Her look riveted on their bodies in the mirror, she could do nothing but follow instructions. Her legs straddled the outside of his thighs and she sank, taking his shaft slowly into her, burying him until she’d reached the hilt of him.
A tortured groan behind her and she looked at his face over her shoulder. The harsh strain along his forehead, about his eyes, belied the calm heat of his voice.
“Lift yourself. Watch how your legs hold you up. Give you pleasure as you ride me.”
Her thighs strong against his, she lifted herself, sliding long and fast along his member. His grip on her hips held her balance, and she rode him, long and slow, fast and desperate.
“Watch how strong they are. How strong you are.” His left hand moved inward, pulling the last vestiges of control from her core.
She leaned back against him, her right arm going up over her shoulder, gripping the back of his neck. She needed the stability as her back curved, arching away from him. But her head stayed by his, the rough scruff along his chin grounding her to him.
“Watch the cords of muscles along your belly tighten as you reach this brink.” His hand dipped down further, his fingers sliding across her nubbin, drawing her to the precipice as she drove herself down, his shaft deep within her.
His look locked onto her, his voice a rumble that vibrated her whole body. “You can scream in here. Scream and feel it. Feel it like you never have.”
Her lips parted, the breaths she was gasping getting louder until it was all she was left with—a strangled scream that took her air, her heart, her mind away. Her body coiled and expanded from toes to head, the waves of heaven and hell washing through her muscles.
A scream to match hers thundered into her ears, and Roe’s mouth sank onto her shoulder, his body tightening into granite behind her. Under her. Exploding deep within her.
Deep within her.
Filling her like nothing ever had before.
Right. It felt right. She had just trusted him with everything she was.
And he had just trusted her with all of him.
Roe lifted them both and shifted backward on the bench, then collapsed onto the scrolled angled side of the settee. Bringing her body with his, he flipped his legs long onto the bench and set the back of her full and long on the front of him, his right hand reaching up to splay wide across her belly. Holding her close to him.
She set her palm on the back of his hand, wanting him to hold her in place just as much as he did. With the angle of their bodies, she watched the reflection of his face on a fat gilded mirror tilted downward from the wall at the crux by the ceiling. Her body lifted and dipped with each of the breaths filling his lungs.
