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Then he wasted no time driving the entire length of his cock deep inside. My muscles stretched, my mind blown as my pussy clamped and released, struggling to accept his huge girth.
“Yes. Yes!” Another scream popped from my mouth and this time he stopped it, capturing my mouth as he rolled onto the balls of his feet.
He began fucking me like a wild animal, driving deep and hard, slamming me into the wall as he dominated my tongue. I continued raking my nails up and down his back, the sensations overwhelming, the moment savage.
There was an almost desperate need inside of him, the longing as great as my own. He continued pistoning inside of me, sliding me up and down the hard surface. The scent of him became intoxicating and I knew my skin would be tainted with his aroma. As he sucked on my tongue, I closed my eyes, shifting into a moment of raw bliss. He continued for what seemed like twenty minutes, his stamina unlike anything I’d ever experienced. How could he keep going this way?
Phoenix abruptly ended the kiss, gasping for air before nipping my lower lip then dragging his tongue from one side of my jaw to the other.
“Are you still cold, sweetheart?”
I barely heard him, only able to nod. The chill had driven into my bones, but the surface was hot as a wildfire.
“Hmmm… then I guess we need to do something about that.” He pulled me away from the wall, taking long strides toward the bathroom.
“What are you doing?”
“What I need to get you nice and hot all over.” He ripped back the shower curtain, stepping inside and turning on the water.
“You just had a shower.”
“Yeah, but we’re going to get so damn dirty I’ll need another because after I’m finished fucking that sweet pussy of yours, I’m going to take you in your tight little ass.”
The instant blast of cold water didn’t lessen the heat we’d already generated. There was something so dirty about being in an ugly motel room decorated in shades of tan and orange to make the experience seem even filthier. He pushed us both under the stream, his breath labored as he ran his fingers down my side, allowing his gaze to fall at the same time.
“You are one beautiful woman.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, for a rough and aggressive man.”
“Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He lifted and pushed one leg against the shower wall, tickling my clit before wrapping his hand around his shaft. As he pressed the tip past my swollen folds, I took a deep breath and held it. This time, he eased inside slowly, allowing my muscles time to expand. That didn’t make it any less intense, my mind blown by the way my body reacted, electrified sensations coursing through every muscle and tendon.
The fire building between us would not be denied. When he was fully seated inside, he threw his head back with a deep roar. When he finally dropped his gaze, locking onto my eyes, I was mesmerized even more than before. He allowed me to stroke his chest, running my fingers up and down aimlessly for a few seconds. The moment was pure joy, the exploration one I could do for hours.
“Grasp the showerhead and do not let go or I’ll be forced to punish you again.”
His commanding words would have put me off only hours before. I’d always hated men who thought they could lord their power and strength over a woman, but with him, nothing was the same, everything new and fresh.
And I wanted to obey him.
Maybe later I’d try to determine why, but right now that was the furthest thing from my mind.
I did as he demanded, wrapping my fingers around the cold metal, holding on for dear life as he pressed his hand against my thigh, holding me in place and fucking me more brutally than before.
The heat continued to build, steam rising in the small space, beads of perspiration almost immediately forming over the top of my lip. I was no longer cold, the fire burning between us threatening to get out of control.
He pulled all the way out, thrusting into me then repeated the move, all the while watching my reactions. My eyelids were half closed, the pleasure spilling through me indescribable. The man was so powerful and masculine, his purpose only to provide the ultimate roar of ecstasy.
I was shocked with an orgasm flashed through me without notice, exploding into every synapse, the ache building to a bolt of ecstasy.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.”
“Do you want more?” he asked, his voice barely audible.
“Yes. God, yes.”
“Then tell me, sweet Wren. Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me. Just fuck me.”
