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I choked on a moan as the velvet softness of his tongue rasped over the entrance of my pussy. And then it was inside me. Stabbing deep, swirling around, flicking at my g-spot.
I grabbed at his hair as I rode the pulses of his tongue. He kept them shallow. On purpose. And it drove me nuts.
I gave his hair a demanding tug, letting him know that—
A hand sharply came down on my inner thigh.
I jumped with a gasp. The sting of his punishing slap radiated right to my core, and the tension within me snapped. I shattered, my head tipping back, my pussy rippling, a hoarse cry crawling up my throat.
Dax let out a speculative hum. “That answers my unspoken question.” He skulked up my body until he was once more blanketing me, his broad shoulders blocking my view so that all I saw was him.
Breathing through my fast-subsiding orgasm, I rapidly blinked. “What?” I asked, my voice a little raspy.
“I wanted to know if riding the edge of pain still gets you off. It turns out it does.” He reached down and wedged the thick head of his cock inside me.
Well, hello.I dug my fingers into his sides because, yeah, ow. Not that he was monstrously big, but I hadn’t had sex in months and he boasted someseriousgirth, so there was always at least a small burn.
He swept his hand along my outer thigh and palmed my butt. “Wrap me up.”
I curved my legs around his hips and glided my hands up his back to hook onto the backs of his shoulders.
“I remember fucking this pussy for the first time,” he said, grazing the rim of my ear with his lips. “You were tighter than anything I’ve ever felt. But you took every inch, even though it hurt you.” He began to slowly push inside me and groaned deep in his throat. “Still so snug.”
I bit my lip at the fiery burn that streaked up my core. “Wait, I need a second.”
“You can take it, we both know you can. Just a little more …” He sank deeper still, forging his way past swollen, stubborn muscles. Finally, he bottomed out. “There, that’s a good girl.”
Uncomfortably full, I shifted slightly … which only made him slide deeper inside me.Shit.It was both good and bad, both pleasure and pain.
He braced his elbows on the mattress. “Your hands. Give them to me.”
I pressed my palms to his, and we linked our fingers. He twisted my left hand slightly so he could get a good look at the rings there. An intensity gathered in the backs of his eyes like the beginnings of a storm. Those eyes flew to mine as he stretched my arms so far above my head I felt the wrench in my shoulders.
I hitched in a breath, my nipples tightening painfully, my inner muscles spasming around him.
Grinding his teeth, he reared back in a slow retreat. “I’ve been wanting to do this since you first walked into my office.” He started slamming into me, his hips furiously snapping forward. I felt the slap of his balls with every deliciously deep thrust.
“Slow and gentle” vanished fast, and now he was sheer unadulterated sexual aggression. Loving it, I curled my legs even tighter around him.
He dragged his teeth down my throat, and the minor sting was a flick to my clit. Tightening my hold on his hands, I tilted my head to give him better access to my neck. A low growl vibrated along my skin, and then he sucked at my pulse hard. All the while, he kept powering into me at an insanely savage pace.
I couldn’t lie, being held down this way made my body sing. It wasn’t merely about being helpless. It was about having all that male contained power—one he usually kept so tightly leashed—directed at me. Only one thing would have made it better. Only one.
His perceptive gaze arrowed on mine, seeing too much. “I know you want to struggle. So struggle.”
I bucked my hips and strived to pull my hands free. He only groaned and took me harder. I bucked again. Writhed. Twisted. Hissed. Yanked against his hold. The more my struggles came to nothing, the closer I came to imploding—if that made me weird, so be it.
The friction building within me soon became too sharp, too tight, too static. “Dax …”
“It’s okay, baby, you can come.”
Hot sparks of pure bliss cracked through my system like lightning rods. I ignited, soared, drifted. I thought I screamed, but I wasn’t sure—too consumed by the release that lit up my body like a goddamn firework.
Dax grunted as he rammed harder and faster, each forward roll of his hips heavy and frantic as he chased his own orgasm. Then he found it, jamming his cock impossibly deep as jets of come burst out of him.
He collapsed on top of me, burying his face in my neck, his breathing as ragged as mine. God, if I could bottle up what I was feeling now I’d be a gazillionaire. Truly, I felt boneless. Depleted. Giddy. At peace. Totally relaxed.
And possessed. Purely and utterly possessed.
