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I gasp as he takes all of me in with his smirk. Then, with his hands on my waist, I’m off my feet in seconds.
“Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart.”
As I do, his hand falls between my thighs, and his fingers stroke my clit. He teases me, and I’m moaning until he pushes the tip of his cock into me. I pause, my eyes widening as I feel how much bigger he is than my last boyfriend.
“Just relax,” he whispers with that husky voice. “Let me in.”
Pinned to the wall, he pushes into me, spreading me. Pleasure thrums through me, driving me wild.
“God, you’re so tight, so wet for me.”
“M-Maybe you’re too big. Is that a thing?”
He half-laughs, half-grunts.
Desire ripples down my spine as he moves in and out of me, working his way deeper with each thrust. I tense at the stretch but cry out for more.
“Hawk.” I grip his arms, riding him, feeling tight and full.
Groaning, he pumps into me, fucking me, and hell, I’m bouncing on his cock. His fingers dig into my hips as he drives into me hard.
“I knew you could take me.” He breathes fast and heavy, his jaw tight as he works into me. “Now come for me, drench my cock with that tight little cunt.”
Our bodies are moving in unison, perspiration rushing down my nape. We’re moving quickly, and the songs in my voice cry out as an orgasm climbs through me, hitting its crescendo.
It hits fast and savagely in a wild wave of pleasure.
My cries fill the corridor, most likely the whole mansion, while Hawk never relents. I keep taking him, my heart booming in my chest.
Suddenly, he pauses, deeply embedded in me, while I’m coming so hard that I can’t see straight.
“Fuck, babe, squeeze me, that’s it,” he hisses. Before I even come down from the heavens, he’s walking us back to his room, me still riding him.
“I haven’t even started with you. We need to go back to my room where all my toys are.”
“Should I be scared?”
He laughs. “Maybe.”
* * *
I roll over, half asleep, expecting the comfort and warmth of Hawk’s body beside me, but the sheets are cold under my fingers, and the space is empty. My eyes snap open to the night cloaking the room, embraced by an unusual stillness.
This is the third night these past two weeks that he’s vanished during the night.
Two weeks of relentless sex in every way possible, countless orgasms, then the mystery of disappearing some nights.
Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I sit up and find only silence. The glow from the digital clock on the bedside table reads just after midnight. My fingers unconsciously graze the engagement ring still on my finger.
Two weeks later, we’re still pretending to be engaged. Drake hasn’t sold part of his business, and Hawk insists it’s because he doesn’t believe we’re truly together, so we’re continuing the ruse. Something I’m quite enjoying. Who wouldn’t like to have attention from a man like Hawk?
Except things are heating up because we share a room now, and there isn’t a night that doesn’t pass that we don’t fuck each other’s brains out. I don’t even know who I am anymore or how quickly these couple of weeks have passed.
But Hawk is gone again, and even knowing he returns hours later still has worry coiling in the pit of my stomach. I remind myself we aren’t really together. I’m absolutely loving every second of it and scared that I’m going to lose it. When I’m with him, it’s as if I can’t breathe, that I need him like I do oxygen.
Of course, that terrifies me because this is Hawk Kline I’m dealing with, the killer of women’s hearts.
Not giving it more thought, I swing my legs out of bed and get up. Grabbing the first clothes I find, a pair of jeans and a tee, I pull them on quickly, then lace up the tennis shoes. Each of my steps echoes in the hallway as I make my way toward the kitchen, thinking he’s getting a late-night snack or drink, when I notice the back door slightly ajar. A sliver of moonlight peeks through.
