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He groaned. “I can’t… I can’t keep control when you talk like that.”
She trailed her lips up the side of his neck and nibbled at his ear. “So don’t keep control. Let go.”
As she watched, she saw his control snap. He pinned her harder to the wall, thrusting all the way inside her.
She cried out, gripping him tightly. His thrusts were hard and fast, almost desperate. She moaned his name, loving the way he powered inside her. It wasn’t cautious, there was no finesse. It was raw, hard, real.
“That’s it, Gemma, baby. Take me.” His voice was a low growl. “Take my cock.”
Gemma couldn’t do anything but hold on and moan. The sensations were building inside her. She felt a hand between them, and his thumb found her clit.
“Say my name,” he demanded.
“Boone.”
His thrusts got harder, more frantic. She felt owned, possessed, needed.
“I want to feel you come,” he said.
“I’m close.Please.”
“God, not enough. I can’t get close enough.”
He kept filling her and stroking her clit. Everything inside her contracted, then exploded in a flash.
“Boone—” She lost the ability to talk and shook under the force of her orgasm. Her pussy clenched, and she heard him groan.
“Mine. This is allmine.” His next thrust was deep.
“Yes, yours.” Her voice was breathless. She forced her eyes to stay open. She wanted to watch.
Then Boone threw his head back and made an animal sound. His body convulsed, and she saw the cords of his throat strain.
God, he was beautiful. The look on his face said exactly what he was feeling. Watching his pleasure was just as good as feeling her own.
She knew he was having the same explosive, knock-you-sideways climax that she’d had.
Finally, he slumped against her. Their bodies were both lax, and they were both breathing heavily.
“I was way too rough.”
She snorted. “You were perfect. Newsflash. Some women like it hot, rough, and awesome.”
He made a masculine sound, then lifted her away from the wall.
Gemma squeaked. “If I’m too heavy—”
“Be quiet. You’re not heavy.” He carried her to the couch and set her on her feet in front of the fire. “Don’t move.”
He disappeared into the bathroom.
She bit her lip. It was a little weird to stand there wearing only a T-shirt, with Boone’s come sliding down her thighs.
He returned with a cloth. He knelt in front of her, and she sucked in a breath. As he cleaned her, she looked down at his dark head.
Pure protector. He was meant to look out for others. He wasn’t meant to be alone.
He rose. “Stay there.”
