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She searched his face. As much as this man wanted to believe he was the devil, didn’t he know he could only ever be her savior?
He glanced at the door. He was going to tell her to leave.
“Do your worst.” She pulled her wrist free and reached down before quickly pulling her shirt off.
His gaze raked over her exposed flesh, searing her skin with his lust. The cool air on her damp flesh made her shiver, as goose bumps prickled across her torso. His jaw ticced and his eyes roamed. She swallowed, waiting for him to do something. Anything. Bently’s fists balled at his sides as if afraid to touch her.
She leaned in and pulled the hem of his shirt up. His muscled torso was chiseled to perfection. Lightning flashed again, highlighting the dips and ridges of his abdomen, heaving with each bated breath. It was as if he’d sucked all the oxygen up in the room, leaving her with nothing but thick, sticky, wanton gasps. He helped her get the rest of the fabric over his head and then he was shirtless before her.
His body trembled as she lightly traced over his scars. She’d seen them before, but this was much more intimate. It was like he was letting her see him for the first time. Like he was baring it all to scare her away, send her running in the other direction.
“I’m not going anywhere, Bently.”
He picked her up faster than she’d thought possible. Her legs wrapped around his waist. His hard bulge pressed against her ass. He carried her upstairs as the lights went out—a blackout eclipsing them in total darkness.
Her stomach tipped as he laid her on the bed. His hands roughly pulled her pants and panties off all at once. She couldn’t see anything in the darkness, but it only amplified her other senses. The sound of his zipper and rustle of clothing melded with the pounding of rain on the tin roof. Thunder boomed, and a second later lightning streaked, illuminating Bently in shadows and heaven’s light. Those blue eyes glowed for a moment in time, locked on her, filled with a hurricane of emotions, with so much passion. She trembled in apprehension as he leaned in. Hands pressed her wrists to the mattress as hot lips met hers. He dove his tongue into her mouth, taking, ravaging, stirring any hesitation left into burning need.
He licked her neck, and then sucked hard.
“Bently,” she gasped.
His hands moved to her breasts, and he took his time to suck and tease her. His touch was rougher than last time, but still so perfect. His want bled into his every caress. His movements frantic and desperate.
His fingers dipped inside her wet pussy as he groaned. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
“Only you,” she panted.
Thunder rumbled, chills skating across her skin as his hot body lowered onto hers.
“I need you,” he grated.
“So, have me.” She reached out and stroked his hard cock as he pulsed and twitched in her hand.
He groaned. “Not going to last if you keep doing that.”
Lightning flashed, creating a snapshot of the pleasured agony of his face—brows drawn, eyes focused, teeth biting.
She lined him up at her entrance, both of them gasping in the same breath at the connection.
“Are you sure?” he asked with a pained breath.
Tears welled in her eyes, because even now, he was thinking of her. No matter how out of control he felt on the inside, he was still putting her first.
“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. Fuck me, Bently.”
He plunged inside her. She sucked in a staggered breath. He rocked into her, hard and slow, as if savoring every second. Brutal and gentle. Reckless and inevitable. She squeezed her eyes shut in utter rapture.
The man felt like he was meant to be inside her, like this was the piece of her heart she’d been missing all her life. His hands held her ever so gently, exploring every inch of her body and sending shivers and gooseflesh erupting over her nakedness. She’d never felt as alive as she did right now. They were no longer two people, but one soul, connected in the most intimate of ways. His thrusts, hard and savage, claimed her, branded her with a delicious burn. The pressure built. Flames licked and teased with each bated breath they shared.
“You’re so fucking perfect. So sexy,” Bently whispered in her ear before kissing her, deep and long. Their bodies were lost in humanity’s most ancient dance. Tears spilled over her cheeks towards the bed as he reached between them and swirled her pulsing clit, making her cry out.
“Bently!”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Let me feel that pussy shudder.” His voice coaxed, pouring gasoline onto the raging inferno inside her. She came apart, and was put back together all at once. He pinched her nipple as another wave of pleasure crashed over her.
He gripped her hips and flipped her over. She lay flat on her belly as he plunged harder inside her. His fingers dug into her hips as he leaned down, brushing the scruff of his beard over the sensitive skin of her shoulders, kissing gently as he pounded harder and deeper.
“Fuck! Yes!” It was all she could say, over and over, as he grunted and drove her into oblivion again and again.
