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“Not important,” he says without emotion.
Grabbing both his sides, I wiggle back and lower my head to place a kiss on the angry skin and the only imperfection in his muscled superiority.
Eli’s fingers slide from my nape to my skull as he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me back up.
The belt is in his hand and I know he’ll tie me up. As much as I enjoy that play most days, that’s not the case tonight.
I push it away and drop a kiss on his shaven jaw, his throat, over his Adam’s apple. “You smell so good. I love how it’s as intoxicating as alcohol.”
His cock grows thicker against my folds, and I grind against him, lust intensifying in my core until I’m humping his length. My arousal and his precum mix and glide, lubricating and filling the room with a vulgar sound.
My lips brush against his, biting down at the cushion before I speak against it, “Love your taste, too. It’s addictive. Almost as good as your hands.”
“Shut your mouth, Ava.”
“Mmm. Make me.”
He shoves me against him by the hair and thrusts his tongue between my inviting lips. He kisses me like a savage, a Neanderthal, a fucking beast of epic proportions.
He kisses me like it’s our first and last.
The tension ripples from my lips to the tips of my fingers that I sink in his hair, messing it up a little, trying to get under his skin a little. My need for his touch bursts in fireworks of magenta and red as I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his back.
If it hurts, he doesn’t complain as he kisses me deeper, dirtier, slower, as if he’s savoring me.
Relearning me.
Then it’s hot, fast, and dirty. He can’t suck on my tongue long enough or taste me quick enough.
I’m so wet, it’s dripping between my thighs and he must feel it. He must know how crazy he makes me.
His hand lands on my throat, squeezing, tightening as he devours me. He pulls me up and I tense, thinking he’ll flip me around. Again.
After I’ve been carefully building the bridge over his icy cold peak.
But he simply positions me on top of his hard, thick, and seriously massive cock. No idea how I’ve been taking this monstrosity between my legs, but that apprehension barely lingers as he speaks against my lips, his hot breath drawing goosebumps.
“You want me to lose control, Mrs. King? Want me to fuck you like a madman and stretch that tight cunt of yours to fit me? Want me to own you while I punish you?”
I nod, the motion causing my swollen mouth to brush his.
He catches my lip between his teeth as he thrusts into me. His eyes trap mine as his cock nudges in.
“Oh fuck…” I breathe as he stretches me. God, it’s been some time and he’s positively huge.
“You’ll take every last inch of my cock, beautiful. That’s it. You’re doing so well. Your cunt is welcoming me home.”
I pant against his mouth, my hand wrapping around his neck, and I briefly close my eyes to engrave this sensation in the back of my mind.
“You wanted to look at me as I own you, so open those eyes. Look at what you make me.”
My lids slowly flutter open and I whimper at the sheer intensity in his dark-grays. They’re worse than a storm—dangerous, but alluring. I’d run right into the middle if I could.
I stroke his face. He thrusts deeper.
I kiss his cheek. He bites my neck.
Hard.
