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His eyes twinkled, his forehead crinkling. Then he pulled my hands away, dragging one of my legs up and to the side, pressing his hand against the bed as his cock found its way back to my aching pussy.

“My tight little princess,” he said gruffly, taking his time to return it to my tight channel.

Moaning, I gripped his arm, digging my fingers in as he slowly seated himself inside. A wry smile crossed his face as he pulled out, teasing me relentlessly.

“That’s not fair,” I told him as defiantly as I’d said anything before.

“You’ll learn that I’m not a fair man, at least with regard to fulfilling my needs.” His grin widened and he drove the remaining inches inside, both of us gasping for air. I was shocked my muscles clamped and released several times, almost pushing me into another wild orgasm. He slipped out again, leaving just the tip inside. His thrusts became even more powerful.

I rolled my fingers along his arm, drinking in the tattoos covering both. They added to his dangerous persona, every one of them artistic and beautiful, but I knew better than to ask him about them. As he developed a rhythm, I wrapped my other leg around his thigh, trying to pull him even closer.

“Perfect.” The single word almost made me cry. How could a stranger make me feel so beautiful, taking away an entire layer of ugliness that I’d forced around myself with such ease? He lowered his head until our foreheads were almost touching, stretching my muscles even more.

He was so deep inside, filling me so completely that I remained breathless. I’d never wanted a man as much as I did with him, my needs continuing to build. I kept my eyes open, longing to watch everything, shocked the way every single touch seared my skin. How could anything be so hot? Because it was wicked? Because we didn’t know each other?

I shushed my little voice, trying to meet every hard thrust.

Maverick was so powerful, so controlling, and I finally allowed myself to close my eyes, floating away into a moment of pure bliss. He rose onto his arms, shifting the angle. Vibrations rushed through me, a burst of light crisscrossing my field of vision.

“Oh, God. Oh. Oh. Oh…”

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come.”

His words added fuel to a fire I’d snuffed out ages ago. He’d awakened the woman inside and I never wanted to return to the darkness. As another incredible orgasm swept through me, I fell into a sweet abyss. There was no worry, no fear. Only pleasure. I lolled my head, trying to control my breathing, half laughing as the vibrating sensations trampled every nerve. “You are… Oh, my gosh.”

The rugged man refused to allow me to rest, rolling me over in a split second, forcing me to straddle him. He was obviously enjoying himself, even bending one arm, placing it behind his head. “Ride me, princess.”

Every time his voice dropped into the deep baritone, my skin prickled from heat clawing at the surface. I squeezed my knees against his sides, leaning over and planting my hands on either side of his head. As I lowered mine, tossing my hair into his face, he did nothing but lower his eyes. Using a single finger, I rolled it down his forehead between his eyes, taking my time shifting it around his mouth.

His cock continued to throb, swelling even more, and my body was begging me to do what he asked, the rapture too intense.

But there was something oddly special as well as strange about this moment, the time I was taking to explore his ruggedness better than asking him questions about himself. At this point I couldn’t care less if we were compatible in any other way but what we were sharing. But I would never break the promise I’d made to myself never to fall for another man again.

And my convictions had nothing to do with the bastard I’d been sold to like cattle.

When Maverick started fiddling with my hair, I could tell he was losing patience. I bucked my hips forward, giving him a mischievous look. He responded by wrapping his hand around my long strands, jerking me forward so our lips were almost touching.

“You don’t want to keep teasing me, Lily.”

“Why?” I whispered, bucking against him a few more times then stopping.

“Do you really want to find out?” He tugged me harder until our lips were touching. He was daring me to kiss him, but I refused, doing nothing more than opening and closing my mouth several times.

“Uh-huh.” Unable to resist, I slipped my tongue inside, enjoying the intimate taste.

There was such ease about everything he did, the man so strong that his grace surprised me. Using the strength of his legs, he rolled me over with ease, then pulled away, lifting and turning me over and onto all fours within seconds. I was shocked, but not nearly as much as when he thrust his cock in with such force that I was shoved down onto the comforter. He still had his hand around my hair, using it as the reins as he rode me instead.

“My beautiful baby.”

He would never know what the three little words meant to me. As I bucked against him, his rough playfulness returned, our fiery passion the most scintillating thing I’d ever felt. I could lose myself in him for hours, days. The thought kept my breathing ragged. Maybe a rugged he-man was exactly what I’d needed.

His actions were even more savage than before, every sound he made like a primal beast. I palmed the comforter, but he was relentless in his actions, taking exactly what he wanted, his stamina unlike anything I’d experienced before.

I was kept out of breath, stars floating in front of my eyes. Finally managing to arch my back, I closed my eyes, allowing the evocative sounds he was emitting to add to the rush of excitement.

My pussy ached, my mind a blur but when I sensed he was finally close to releasing, I squeezed my muscles around him. He gripped my hip with his other hand, thrusting in four long drives before his entire body began to shake.

There was a sense of peace reborn inside of me as he released, filling me with his seed. While I’d opened Pandora’s Box, he’d found a key I thought lost, one allowing me to feel again.

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