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“That bodes well for our future,” he teased as he continued to grind against me, “you can claim me, too, you know that, right?”
“Yes,” I breathed. It was getting hard to speak.
“You getting close, angel? I need in there.”
“Yes,” I nodded.
He pushed up with his hands, his big chest looming over me, muscles flexing as he reached down and drew my thigh up and over his hip. I spread my hands over his pecs, flexing my fingers into the muscles. He nudged my entrance with the head of his cock, dipping in just an inch. I strained to take more of him, running my hands down his abs and around his sides. Oh, Lord, he felt good, the muscles in his back undulating as he slowly dipped in and out of me.
“Barrett, please…”
“Give me your eyes, Willa,” he murmured softly, as lost to the love we were making as I was.
I pulled my gaze away from his chest and looked up into his beloved face. Oh, God! The knowledge hit me like a punch to my solar plexus. I loved him. His eyes turned fierce.
“Yes, Willa, I’ll take that, too,” he pledged and then he drove into me with one brutal thrust.
I cried out with the shock, and he stilled, his arms shaking as he held himself still, giving my body time to adjust to his.
My hands fluttered at his shoulders. Somehow, he knew. How could he not know? We were best friends, we were lovers, how could I not love him?
“Hands on my shoulders, angel,” he ordered firmly. “You’re safe, Willa, you’re so fucking safe with me,” he gritted out.
This was true. I knew it. I nodded, accepting for the moment the momentous fall I’d taken. I put my hands on his shoulders and then wrapped my hands around the back of his neck.
“Kiss me, Barrett,” I whispered.
He bent his neck and lowered his body flush against mine. Every inch of my body lay in contact with his, one leg wrapped around his thigh, the other high over his hip, my heel digging into his ass. I dragged my hands down his bowed back as he bent to cover my mouth sweetly with his, parting my lips with his tongue, his teeth catching my bottom lip before giving me the velvet stroke of his tongue.
I felt him twitch inside me and the waiting became interminable. I squirmed beneath him, then grasped his back and his ass to pull him closer. Still he did not move.
I broke the kiss and met his eyes bravely as I tilted my hips to take more and gave him me. “Go ahead, Viking, claim what’s yours.”
His face took on a fierceness I’d never witnessed, and he pushed himself up on his hands, moving one to hit the mattress where my neck met my shoulder, the other pushing my thigh ever higher. Never did he look more like a Viking than in that moment, looming over me, his face harsh, his hair wild, eyes wilder. He pulled back and plunged back in, again and again, his lips pressed together in a thin line, his jaw tight as he fought back his orgasm.
So enthralled with the sight of this beautiful man in all his strength moving over me I once again failed to recognize how close I was to combusting and it broke over me with the sudden violence of a tsunami, tossing my head back as I lost myself to the pleasure he gave me.
He kept his pace through to the last spasm, then slowed as I came down bringing my eyes back to his.
He nodded in approval. “I want your eyes, Willa, I want everything.”
He sat back on his haunches, hauling my ass onto his lap, still inside me, then bowed over me, his hands on my breasts, his eyes holding mine, and hammered into me. I gasped.
“Lock your heels behind my back,” he ordered.
I could barely discern his words over the roaring of my blood in my ears. I locked my heels behind his back which only afforded him a deeper angle. The pleasure was climbing fast.
“Barrett!”
It was too much. A person couldn’t withstand this much pleasure, so intense it bordered on painful. I grasped his forearms, digging my fingers into the muscles there. I wanted more at the same time I knew I couldn’t take it.
“Give in, Willa, give me what’s mine,” he rasped, sweat dripping down the side of his face.
“Oh, no. Oh, God. Oh, no…” I was coming undone. His hands were everywhere, his eyes held me trapped, his body owned mine with every thrust.
His rhythm stuttered, and he fell on my neck, his face tucked against my throat. With the first burst of his semen inside me my pussy convulsed, and I came on a long, low, mournful, moan. He thrust again, and again, his seed spilling inside me as he whispered my name and dropped sweet kisses on my shoulder.
With one last kiss to my neck, he stilled. I lay in shock beneath him. He rolled us so that he was on his back, and I sprawled limply over his chest. He cradled me gently against his big chest.
