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“Possessive much?” I panted, my breasts bobbing along to his thrusts.
He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder. “I told you that I would fuck the attitude right out of you.”
“I think there is still a little more left in there.”
He pulled out, turned me, and picked me up, carrying me to the bathroom counter. Here, he had me wrap my legs around him, angling me so he could come in a little deeper. I threw my head back and let go of a pleasure-filled scream.
“You were saying?”
“Daniel, please,” I all but begged him.
I could feel the release threatening to give way. I was right there, the edge was near and all I needed was that little push.
He thrust into me relentlessly.
I put my hand on the back of his neck. He looked into my eyes with longing.
“I want you to come, Selena. For me, and only me. No one will ever want you the way I do.”
And with one final stroke of his cock, I was over the edge. My walls caved in on him, dragging him along with me to the stars.
Oh, my God.
Our eyes connected as we both watched each other come undone. My body quivered as I rode out the sweet ecstasy of the orgasm. Daniel pressed into me, his lips peppering small kisses on my neck.
“So, fucking perfect.” He whispered against my skin. “And all mine.”
He could say anything in this moment, and I would agree. This had been dangerous and a complete gamble. It was only meant to be for one night. A little taste, twice, so we could finally quell the tension and the longing.
But that was the thing about Daniel Sinclair. He had a way of addicting and curing you. It was the kind of addiction that didn’t feel wrong but had disastrous outcomes if prolonged.
He captured my lips in his in an earth-shattering kiss that left me weightless.
I was in trouble, and I had no idea how I would find my way out of this with my heart intact.
Chapter twenty-six
Up Before Dawn
Selena
The first reminder of last night was the fact that my core felt extremely sensitive and raw. After three orgasms and numerous positions, and more dick than I have had in nearly a year. The slightest twitch of my leg had my lips complaining. Images of last night filtered into my mind. The way this man had worshipped my body like I was his last hope and saving grace. He made me feel divine. Like I was worthy of all the adoration. I waited for the regret to take its place in my heart, but it never came. I waited for the weight of the consequences that were sure to come, but they never did.
The logical thing was to panic and leave his bed. I had already made the blunder of staying the night. This was meant to be a quick servicing of the little engine, and then I was meant to be on my merry way. But yet, I could not bring myself to leave his bed.
I felt his fingers skimming over my naked back. I couldn’t feel the warmth of the sun, so it had to still be night or just before dawn.
I didn’t want this moment to end. I just wanted to stay in this blissful bubble of what could be for a minute longer. Here, I had no worries or cares. Here, I just existed as I was—a woman whose heart was helplessly attached to a man who could not commit.
“I know you’re awake,” his rough voice filtered into my ears. He was so close I could feel his warm breath fan my face.
Hmm, no morning breath. Was this man carved by the gods?
Slowly, my eyes fluttered open. The gentle light from outside cast these mesmerizing shadows on his face that sharpened his features. His eyes had this unique feature of the ability to change color with his surroundings and moods.
“How are you feeling?” He used his finger to brush away some of my unruly hair.
I had seen this man a dozen times over, and he has stared into my eyes more times than I could count, but something about the way he was looking at me right now had my stomach doing flips. I lowered myself into the bed, the heat taking over my cheeks.
