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The kiss was intense, so much so I couldn’t breathe. I was so startled by the ferocity of it that he was forced to catch my gasps, the muffled sounds reverberating in the dense space. He thrust his tongue inside, driving me insane with every dominating swipe, the rush of air from his lungs.
He had such a powerful hold over me that he was easily able to block out the uncertainties and worries, allowing me to soak in the lust and need mingling together in an explosive hold. I arched my back even more, yet his fingers held me tightly. As he rolled the palm of his other hand down my side, he made me crave him in ways I didn’t know existed, the longing becoming uncontrollable.
The way he shoved his hand between us, driving it against my mound pushed my heartrate even higher. He toyed with me, tapping my clit with his fingers before pinching the tender tissue between them. I moaned into the kiss and he swallowed the sounds, my body spasming from the intensity.
I’d never experienced such wanton need, longing to be soaked in his cum. His scent lingered, spiraling my wants and needs until I was left lightheaded. As he drove his fingers inside, pushing past my pussy lips into my core, my body began to shake uncontrollably. I was losing control, pushed to the very edge of my sanity. That’s how much I craved the man.
A guttural growl developed deep in his chest and seconds later, he tore his mouth away, both of us gasping for air. He pulled his head away, his chest heaving as he continued gulping. “So damn beautiful.”
He made me feel beautiful, as if there was no one else on the planet that could provide what he needed. His brutal thrusts continued, the man flexing his fingers open. I was pulled into a vacuum, lights swirling around me in vibrant colors. Then he’d had enough toying with me, sliding his muscular arm under my bottom, lifting me as if I weighed nothing. Our bodies were made to be together, molded perfectly with each other’s. That’s why his cock easily slipped into my tight channel, where it belonged.
The thought was ridiculous, sinful in every way, but as my muscles expanded, a rush of sensations tearing through me, I knew I couldn’t be more right about anything. Yet there was something entirely different about tonight, as if the only way the man could survive was by consuming me.
Every. Single. Inch.
Moaning, I closed my eyes, struggling in his firm hold. I craved touching him more than anything else, allowing my fingers to sizzle and burn. He was my drug as well, a constant need that no amount of denial would allow to subside. He pulled out, thrusting again, ramming so hard I was pitched into the wall.
Steam rose like the warning sign of a firestorm that we were both choosing to ignore. I wrapped my legs more tightly around his hips, entwining my feet together in a desperate move to hold on.
I knew he’d never drop me just like I’d know he had no intentions of hurting me. Although tonight he was the wild beast I’d believed him to be, taking what he wanted. The unbridled need was fueled by concern and angst, but the lust was combustible.
Lachlan continued thrusting hard and fast, rolling on the balls of his feet. When he finally let go of my hands, I immediately draped one arm over his shoulder, tangling my fingers in his hair. He slammed his free hand against the wall, tilting his head so he could keep his eyes locked on mine. I’d never seen them so dark, so intense that I was stripped of all thoughts.
His face glistening from beads of water and sweat, his jaw clenched. “Fuck, I want you.”
As the sweeping vibrations continued to course through me, the rush of electricity became another moment of fuel for the already raging fire. Seconds later, my body began to shake, an orgasm rushing into every cell and muscle.
“Oh, yes. Lachlan. So good.”
He nuzzled his face into my neck, slowing his actions as the climax tipped me over some invisible edge, claiming the last of my sanity. Nothing could ever be this fulfilling.
“Come for me again.” His hoarse whisper tickled my ear, but my body responded exactly as it did every time I was around him. The climax was even more powerful, sweeping through me like a tidal wave of sin and shame.
“Yes. Yes. Yes…” My voice was hoarse, my chest aching as I heaved for a gulp of fresh air again. The heat and the ferocious round of sex were even more exhausting, but as I started to come down from the rafters, I lolled my head on his shoulder.
His cock pulsed inside of me, my muscles still clamping and releasing, pulling him in even deeper.
He pressed his lips against my glistening cheek, the deep rumble of his voice skittering through me. “We’re not done yet, sweet Lark.” With that he eased me down, swinging me around to face the tile. His actions were insistent, his thick shaft returning to my wetness within seconds.
The weight of his body enveloped mine against the wall as he drove into me, shifting his hips until he was fully seated inside. When he started methodical thrusts, I spread my fingers wide open, rolling my bottom toward him to meet every hard thrust. I could imagine doing this every day, starting my morning out with hot sex instead of coffee.
I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing, still struggling to find enough air to fill my lungs. When he slipped his arms around me, cupping my breasts, I leaned against him. There wasn’t a single synapse in my body that wasn’t on fire. I kept my eyes closed, wincing as he pinched and twisted my nipples between his fingers. But the pain was a reminder of the moments only a few hours before.
While my bottom ached, the hot water somehow soothed the stings. Maybe I was still on the high I’d experienced, unable to come down. He refused to let go, shifting the angle until the pleasure shifted into wild ecstasy. I had no idea how long he held me close, the time lost in the beauty of our connection.
But as his body began to tense, straining to keep going, I sensed he was losing control. I squeezed my muscles, rewarded with a booming growl that turned into a roar. He filled me completely, erupting deep inside, and for a few seconds I thought my heart had stopped.
Strands of hair had fallen over my shoulders, the dampness adding to the explosive heat. I couldn’t think clearly, beads of perspiration stinging my eyes. His cock continued to throb, but he lowered his arms, holding me around the waist.
“Contract renegotiated,” he said seconds later.
“Who says?”
“I do.”
“What are the new terms?”
“All terms apply except for one.” His voice held the edge of a primal beast.
