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“I’m going to take this slow for you. Want to make sure it feels as good as you deserve.”
I gasp when I feel the head of his cock at my entrance, pushing into my wetness carefully. My voice catches in my throat as I fight back a scream of pleasure.
I’ve never felt so full, and he’s not even all the way inside. It’s ecstasy. Pure indulgence. He rocks his hard, hot length into me so slowly it almost hurts. I’ve wanted him for so long that I can’t hardly wait to feel the whole of him.
“P-please, Brock,” I stammer, breathless.
“‘Please’ what, little girl?” he growls. His hands are strong as they grip my hips, holding my body still.
“Please just fuck me already, Brock,” I moan, bucking against his hold weakly. “You’re driving me insane.”
The man laughs. “Needy little thing. Have it your way.”
The pace he sets is punishing. He impales me over and over again with his massive cock, relishing each and every noise I make as I take it. Heat pools low in my belly, trickling through my veins and making my entire body sing with pleasure. It feels like I’m being wound tight, just like when he had his mouth on me on the plane.
“God, you’re so fucking tight. This pussy was made for me,” he mutters, slapping his hips into mine hard and fast.
“Feels so good,” I whine, tears beginning to gather on my lashes. The bliss is so intense, I’m beginning to get overwhelmed. Thetight feeling makes me feel like I’m about to snap. “I think I’m going to—”
“Gonna come on my cock? Gonna show me how good I’ve made you feel?”
I nod my head. I can’t even speak. All I can do is take it as suddenly, every nerve ending in my body explodes. My vision goes white as my orgasm overtakes me, sending me into a deep abyss of warm, syrupy pleasure.
Behind me, Brock is breathing hard. His large hands press into the flesh of my hips and ass as he suddenly gasps. He lets out a soft groan as his hips stutter and finally stop. There’s a burst of wetness between my thighs as he fills me to the brim and then some.
I relish the feeling of being marked as his. Probably more than I should.
As he pulls out of me and turns me around for a searing kiss, I wonder how long this can really last. This is the best I’ve ever felt. It feels too good to be true.
When he picks me up and carries to his bed, I push the insecurity away. The soft kisses he gives me as we settle under the covers wipe away the worry. I find myself giving in to the moment.
If this is all I’m destined to get, I’m going to make the most of it.
Chapter 7
Brock
The power still hasn’t come back on several hours later. Roughing it, while not ideal or what I envisioned when I spirited Felicia away, is plenty easy because of the generator I equipped the cabin with. To conserve fuel, I take our emergency camping stove and a cast iron pan out to the deck when there’s finally a break in the rain allows me to make us a decent breakfast with ingredients I had my assistant arrange with my groundskeeper to pick up just before we took off from New York.
The rain is just starting up again as I step back into the house from the deck. In my time outside, Felicia has gotten up. She’s sitting at the kitchen island, wearing my bathrobe and staring out the window at the landscape.
Even with some of the most beautiful scenery around us, I’d still rather stare at her.
I still haven’t asked her why she’d been in that auction last night. I know I should, but the very idea that something made her feel like she had to do something like that makes my blood boil. Did she not know she could come to me? That no matter what the trouble is, I will always be ready to help her?
Perhaps I hid my true feelings too well. If I’d made my attraction known when I first felt it a few months ago, perhaps we couldhave avoided this. I could have eased Olivia into the idea while letting Felicia know that she’s not just young arm candy for me.
She’s so much more than that.
“Good morning, baby,” I greet her. Bringing the platter of eggs, bacon, and fried toast to the counter, I lean in to kiss her on the cheek. She flushes pink, and looks up at me through her lashes shyly.
“Morning,” she smiles. “Did you sleep well?”
“Like a baby,” I say as I hand her a plate filled with breakfast. I even made sure to make her bacon extra crispy, just like I know she likes it.
“Me too.” I watch her as she starts to eat, her plush lips moving as she chews intently. She groans in pleasure and it makes my heart soar. “God, I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”
“A wild night of sex does that to you,” I smirk.
