Chapter 12 #3
Maybe he sensed we were both losing control, finally thrusting every inch inside. While I bit my lip to keep from screaming, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he lifted his face to the ceiling. Every muscle tense.
Every line in his face deepening.
His lips pursed, his chest rising and falling from the same explosive sensations I was feeling. I could tell by the look of rapture.
I took several gasping breaths, shocked at the constant pricks of energy rolling through me. There was no sense of anything but the sheer joy and rush of passion exploding between us. He finally dropped his head, his entire face shimmering from a wash of sweat.
And we were just getting started. With a crooked smile lingering on his rugged face, he pulled out, plunging in again. A moan escaped my lips as my muscles stretched. He was huge, my pussy aching.
When I wrapped my other leg around his, he slowed his actions and followed the line of my leg all the way to my toes. He kept himself propped up on one hand while using the other to stroke my skin.
The vibrations were endless, forging deep sensations that went all the way to my core. He pulled out again, pounding into me with such force the headboard slammed against the wall and just before I burst out laughing from nervousness, he captured my mouth all over again.
The kiss was rough, powerful, and just long enough to keep me from making any loud sounds. When he pulled away, his actions became relentless, pounding into me with long, perfectly orchestrated strokes.
I clung to him, my fingers digging in while I intertwined my feet together. The way our bodies rocked boosted the sensations and I could tell the man could go all night if he wanted to.
Every breath I took continued to be labored and he was watching me so closely I wanted to ask why. But I knew the reason. He was learning my body, gauging how he moved by my reaction. I was lost in a sweet haze, the deep core throb more intense than before.
I wasn’t certain how long the moment lasted, but what I did know was that I wanted this to continue. The sheer joy of letting go, feeling as if I was floating meant everything.
Especially since I’d been made to feel ugly and unwanted.
With a hard suck of my breath into my lungs, I shoved the horrible thought away. Why should I dare give the man the time of day anywhere in my world? Or in my mind. He’d been out of my life for years and anything he’d had to say shouldn’t matter.
Then why the hell had thoughts driven my mind into any other location than where it should be?
When Steel slowed, I didn’t react, still thinking about the past. He chuckled and pulled my chin in his direction. “Am I boring you?”
“How could you or this bore me?”
He pulled out until just the tip was inside, now toying with me since I’d concentrated on anything other than him.
Somehow, I knew I’d be punished and I was excited to see the lengths he would go to as a reminder that no one else mattered.
“Brat. You’ll need to learn I don’t take kindly to being ignored.”
“Oh, yeah?”
He didn’t move at first, his gaze even more intense than before. “Yeah.”
“Then what are you going to do?”
With the mischief in his eyes more pronounced than before, he shrugged. “Take my time to prove my worth.” He pumped a few times, stopping within seconds.
“What if that doesn’t work?”
There was a spark of something completely dark and deliciously dangerous that came through with every facial expression. “Trust me, brat, you’re not going to be able to think about anything else.”
With another savage thrust, he plunged his cock inside, holding still for a few seconds, but that was all the leeway he was going to provide.
As he created a rhythm, one brutal stroke coming after another, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I ran my fingers down his arms, my teeth chattering from the incredible dose of adrenaline.
The man reeked of passion, more so than I’d originally thought. With every stroke, every full press of his weight, I was pushed deliriously close to the edge.
He refused to stop as I wiggled under him, his expression one of absolute concentration.
My body responded to his roughness, my pussy clenching and releasing as the fire built within, flames searing every inch of my skin.
I jerked up from the bed as a series of sensations tore through me. The hard pounding continued until there was nothing left and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
With the intensity of an electric surge, a climax roared through me, leaving me breathless and in awe.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Only after I made the exclamation did I slap my hand across my mouth, now eternally grateful for Bruno Mars rocking on to a perfect hip-hop beat.
With every thrust, I was driven deeper into sheer rapture. I couldn’t remember ever having experienced such powerful ecstasy.
Seconds later when he pulled out, I gasped and used my legs to pull him closer.
His deep chuckle sent another wave of desire coursing through me along with a sprinkling of goosebumps. “Don’t worry, brat. We’re just getting started.”