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Chapter Eleven
Dane leadsme back into the building, his grip on me firm and reassuring. My heart is hammering so hard, I swear he must be able to feel my pulse through our combined touch.
The heat is welcome as we step back inside and I didn’t realise how cold it was outside until my skin starts to prickle.
We pass a couple of brothers as we move through the labyrinth of corridors, but Dane keeps moving without acknowledging them. I trail after him like a lost puppy, filled with anticipation of what’s to come.
He leads me up the stairs, and then unlocks a door off the corridor. It’s dark inside and the music from the common room is a dull thump this far from the action. My heart is hammering beneath my ribs as he fumbles for the light. When he finally finds it, the space is illuminated, revealing what looks like a small budget hotel room. There’s a double bed, made up with a navy-blue duvet set, and a chest of drawers on one wall, two bedside tables, and an old two-seater sofa on the opposite wall. There’s a door that is open into what appears to be an en-suite bathroom—something we didn’t get in our room. It’s a surprisingly pleasant space.
He leans around me, his face nearly in my neck, as he slides the lock in place. I’m not sure if it’s possible to cease breathing through anticipation, but I may.
“Kenzie?”
I smile at my name on his lips.
“I’m going to fuck you now, okay?”
I nod because I absolutely want him to fuck me.
He grins, then he goes to work on my neck. And I mean he goes to work. He sweeps my hair aside and kisses the dip between my throat and shoulder until I’m a writhing mess. I dig my fingers into his bicep to keep standing as I breathe hard. What is he doing? His hand stays locked to the back of my neck while his other teases the hem of my sweater up.
His touch ghosts up my belly, eliciting shivers from me, before it slips into my bra. He starts to play with my nipple and I twitch against the touch. I’m going to come from this alone if he keeps it up.
Blindly, I fumble towards him, and manage to get a hand to his jeans. I have no idea what I’m doing because my brain is short-circuiting, but I rub my hand up and down his cock, which is hardening beneath the denim. He’s enjoying this as much as I am.
I gasp suddenly when he tweaks my nipple hard enough to bite.
“Sorry, baby. Too hard?”
I shake my head. I want him to keep going.
“You like it a little rough?”
I shrug. I’ve never had it rough. The guys I’ve been with previously were not the rough and ready type. Vanilla is the word that springs to mind.
Dane makes a sound in the back of his throat that may be a laugh, I’m not sure. I don’t care either. He tugs my sweater over my head, finally getting impatient with the garment stopping him getting access to what he wants. My bra disappears next and then he works at the button on my jeans. When he slides them down my legs, leaving me in just my thong, I feel a shiver run up my spine as my anticipation grows.
“I’m loving this look.” He rubs his thumb over his bottom lip as he drags his eyes up me. Then he orders, “On the bed, Mackenzie.”
I do as he commands, climbing onto my back on the mattress and letting my thighs fall open in invitation. I should be nervous, embarrassed, but I’m not.
He stares at me a moment before he shrugs out of his kutte and quickly removes his shirt, boots and jeans. In his boxer briefs, I can only admire his physique. He’s all hard edges and sculpted muscles beneath the ink work scattered over his body. He’s a work of art and I wish I had time to study them all, but he doesn’t give me a chance to look before he’s moving back over to me.
He doesn’t waste time, going straight between my legs. He slides my underwear down my legs and off my feet before his mouth latches onto my clit. As soon as it does, my hips arch off the bed and my eyes squeeze shut.
Oh, fuck…
I fist the sheets beneath me as he licks and laps at me until I’m a writhing mess. I can barely see straight. Everything is twitching and pulsing. Bloody hell. I’ve never felt anything like it. His fingers add to the mix, one then two, then he adds a third, opening me up, preparing me for him. He pushes his fingers deep inside, hitting that spot that makes me go over the edge and I do so panting.
He doesn’t give me a chance to recover before he’s reaching into his top drawer for a condom. Then, he’s on top of me, his large body engulfing mine as he rubs his length through my folds. He stares into my eyes and says, “Are you ready?”
I nod.
He pushes inside me. I gasp as he fills me completely from root to stem. The intrusion burns for a second before my pussy relaxes. He doesn’t take his eyes off me the entire time he stays seated inside, letting me adjust to him.
Then he pulls back before he pushes into me. This is raw passion. He fucks me hard, slamming into me over and over with just enough bite to sit on the edge of pain, but to elicit that pleasure that is driving me wild.
This doesn’t feel like fucking. It feels magnificent.
I dig my nails into his back, dragging him closer to me, trying to force his thrusts deeper still, urging him harder. We’re animals, nothing more. There’s no sweetness here, nothing more than desire and need, and I do need him. For a few hours, I need what Dane can give me: I need to be wanted, cherished. I need everything he’s offering and more.
I want him.
