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If she wasn’t so delirious, there’s no doubt in my mind she would have told me off, but she is feverish, and therefore all she says is, “I need you to fuck me.” The words come out of her in a rush, as if she can’t say them quickly enough, but that’s all I need to hear. Those are the magic words.
I grin as I pull away from her—only so that I roll her onto her stomach so I can get at the zipper on the dress’s side. “There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” I pull on the zipper and the rest of the dress loosens. In less than fifteen seconds, the dress is on the floor and she’s naked, ass-up, on the bed.
Not for long, though. I roll her over again so that I can see her bare body in its full glory, no dress inhibiting my view of her. My cock longs to be inside her, so as I study that naked figure, I work on my belt and then my pants.
The rest of my clothes come off in a hurry, and then I’m crawling onto the bed with her, helping her body move so that her head can rest on my pillows. Right now, we’re above the covers, but after our first round or two, we’ll move beneath them; I want my bed to smell like her. I want to be reminded of the sweetness that is Thea when I close my eyes and dream at night.
One day she’ll be in my bed with me, when she needs no pushing to admit that she belongs to me. She’s not there yet, but she will be in time. I have to be patient—something that will be increasingly difficult for me, given how hard these last two weeks have been.
Her legs are already spread wide for me, the skin on her body flushed a gorgeous pink. The way her chest heaves as she struggles to breathe tells me just how badly Thea wants me. The girl is too lost in the moment, too out of her mind with desire; if she was in her right mind, she’d certainly tell me off.
That said, telling me off is the last thing she’d do right now. One look at her face and that much is plain. I position myself between her spread legs, letting my gaze eat up her form. My cock is steel, every hard inch of it aching to be inside her, and yet I need to commit the way she looks in this moment to my mind.
She’s fucking spectacular, every single inch of her—and now she’s mine.
I lay down over her, using my arms to keep my body above hers. My cock needs no extraguidance, and her pussy is slick enough that its entrance is rimmed with her arousal. As my hips come down, my cock finds that entrance and slides in with no resistance. Thea sucks in a hard breath, her eyelids fluttering as we lock eyes while I fill her up, inch by inch until I’m as deep as I can be inside her.
Fuck. She feels even better than I thought she would. Fucking her with my fingers was nothing at all compared to this. This is heaven. This is right where I’m meant to be. Her pussy, so slick and wet, fits around my length like a glove, fucking perfect. My cock twitches once I’m fully inside her, and the groan that escapes me fills the air around us, a sign of how amazing it feels to be buried in her core.
I lay my arm over her head on the pillow, unhurriedly moving my other hand to her neck. The short gasp she lets out after that informs me she is ready to be fucked nice and hard, and fortunately for us both, I’m more than up for the task.
Fucking hell. I’ve waited for this for an eternity. I’m going to make it last.
Chapter Fifteen – Thea
Silus’s pitch-black gaze stares down at me, his wide, strong body on top of mine. His hand sits, curled around my neck, while his cock is nestled inside me. The expression on his face is enough of an indication; he’s more than eager. He wants this more than anything. Wants me, for some reason.
And, fuck it, I want him. I want him even though there’s a million reasons and one why I shouldn’t. Let’s ignore the fact that he’s a mafia boss who kidnapped me in revenge. Let’s just focus on the fact that he’s the sexiest, most gorgeous man I’ve ever laid eyes on.
The muscles. The goddamned tattoos. I mean, shit, what’s a girl supposed to do in the face of a man like that? How can any straight woman take one look at him and not squeeze her thighs together?
Silus’s wide chest practically hums as he begins to thrust. He takes on a slow pace at first, relishing the feeling of our union and drawing out more soft sighs from me. That cock was hard to service my first night here, but it sits flawlessly between my legs, my core widening so his girth can fit.
I’m riding cloud nine. I lost track of how many orgasms he gave me before he took off the rest of his clothes and climbed onto the bed with me. Every muscle inside tingles. My heart beats quickly, so fast it might just pop out of my chest at any given moment. I feel like I’m someone else, caught in a daydream, not real life.
Because this can’t be real. It can’t possibly feel this good.
I’ve had sex before, obviously. I’m no innocent flower, no blushing virgin, but past experiences aside, I’ve never been hit with that many orgasms before, and when getting dicked down, it’s never felt this… explosive.
Explosive. Yeah, that’s a good description, especially since I still feel like my body is primed and ready for more orgasms. And having Silus above me, his hand on my neck while he gyrates his hips and thrusts his impressive cock inside me? It’s damn near enough to push me over the edge instantly.
I’ve never felt like this before, never wanted to completely give in, to surrender, to let someone do whatever they want to me, however they want to do it. I’ve never felt this connected to someone else before. Boyfriends come and go, hookups are a dime a dozen when you’re not searching for the one, but this? This is on its own level.
Silus is on his own level, and he extended his hand to me and lifted me up.
He picks up his pace, rocking harder against me, his fingers tightening around the sides of my neck, just below my ears. He’s not choking me, but the action makes me lightheaded, fluttery, and I moan and arch my back a bit so the man can hit a little deeper inside. My whole body is primed, ready to come again, and after all those orgasms, it seems as if the simple act of fucking me is going to make me lose it.
The truth must be written across my face, because Silus murmurs in perhaps the huskiest voice I’ve ever heard in my life, “Come for me again, love. Let me feel you come on my cock while I’m balls-deep inside you.” His body jerks his cock into me a bit rougher than before, drawing out an instant moan from me. “Let me hear you. Be nice and loud for me.”
Instructing me on how to come—the words might sound silly coming from any other guy’s mouth, but Silus? There’s something about him that makes him sound so sexy when he’s saying things like that.
And, damn it, hearing the dirty talk does help push me closer to the edge.
My will to fight this man is nonexistent. All I can think about is how he feels inside me, how he goes at me so fiercely the bed frame shakes beneath us, the way he gazes down at me, expectant, like he wants to watch me unravel. And that hand around my neck, making my head feel light and fuzzy…
My body spasms. My inner core tightens around his length the same moment I cry out, voicing my pleasure like he wants me to. Heat and pleasure explode inside me, swallowing me up completely, this orgasm ten times stronger than the others. My eyelids close as I lose myself to it.
Silus’s wide chest hums in approval, and he fucks me harder after that. “That’s my girl. I knew you’d do it. You’re so fucking sexy when you’re coming.” His body leans down on mine, the muscles on his frame tensing every time he jerks his hips into me. “You’re mine now, Thea. You’re fucking mine. Every single part of you. Do you understand?”
