Tamed By You (Always & Forever #2)

4. Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Harry

Hearing my name fall from her lips in that sexy moan is my undoing. I’ve craved this woman since the day I met her, and now I get to make every dream I’ve had about her a reality.

“Good girl,” I growl. Tugging her hips towards me. I line up my cock with her entrance and sink into her. I give her just a second to adjust to having me inside her and then I’m moving, giving her ass a slap. She cries out in pleasure, ripping a feral growl from my throat.

She meets me thrust for thrust, her ass grinding against my hips, my balls slapping against her. Sex has never felt this good. Watching her ass bounce on my cock, her back arch, her hair cascading down her toned back, she's every man's wet dream.

“Is that all you’ve got? I thought you were going to fuck me,” she snaps, her words short and breathless.

Is she trying to provoke me?

“Oh, baby, you better hold on to that headboard.”

She stretches out, planting her hand flush against it for support.

I grip her hips for support, as she arches her ass further into the air and I drive into her with such force that we move a few inches up the bed. Her nails dig into the headboard, her pussy gripping my cock so tightly I nearly explode. I pick up the pace, tightening my grip on the back of her neck.

“Come on H you can do better than that, I said fuck me.”

Is she serious right now?

I wrap my hand around her blonde locks, a small whimper falls from her lips as I tug her head back and graze the shell of her ear with my teeth “You want it harder, is that it?” I hiss, my voice dark. Releasing the grip on her hair her head falls forward and I pound into her with a punishing thrust, angling her hips slightly, wanting to find that sweet spot. I know I’ve hit it when she lets out a strangled moan and almost catapults into the headboard.

“Is that what you wanted, huh?” I keep going, beads of sweat trickling down my abdomen as I give her everything I’ve got, until she cries out, screaming as she buries her face into the pillow beneath her.

Her tightening walls tell me she's close and my own release is within my reach as that intense pressure builds in my core. Lifting her head and looking over her shoulder, she grins. “Are you struggling to keep up, baby boy?” Her hooded eyes meet mine as she bites down on her bottom lip.

God, this girl is unreal.

“How about you shut up and just let me fuck you, huh?”

“I would if you were doing it right,” she pants.

I know she's full of shit—she's so wet, the sounds of our bodies coming together echo around the room, and her moans tell me she is loving every second of this, but I'll humor her.

“You fucking asked for it.”

Gripping her hip so tight I know I'll bruise her, I push down between her shoulder blades, making her hips tilt further. I am balls deep, pinning her to the bed. I’m sure I'm hurting her, but who am I to deny a woman what she wants?

“Yes, oh god… yes!”

Driving her into the mattress, I feel it—her walls spasming as my own white-hot release rushes through me. I let out a low growl and her pussy strangles my cock.

“Fuck, baby.”

“Oh god, Harry…” My name never sounded so good. She screams through her next orgasm, and it makes me lose my damn mind, her body convulsing beneath me, and it's the most beautiful sight that it sets me off and I swear I see stars. My rhythm falters as my body locks and I shoot inside her on a hoarse cry.

We are covered in sweat, gasping for breath, but never has a release hit me like that one. I slide out of her, and she sags on the bed. Collapsing next to her, I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling, panting, trying to calm my breathing. I've never had sex like that.

I turn my head to face her, and she lifts her head, her blonde hair a tangled mess around her face. Our eyes lock, a look passing between us. Did we really just do that? I told myself I just needed her once. That was all I needed to scratch that irritating itch for her.

But one taste of Alice Hart is simply not enough.

I’m fucked.