Page 19 of Bitter Heat


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Her eyes flew open as the ghost of his words echoed through her head—just as they had for the past five years. Her orgasm vanished along with the carnal fog she had been floating in. What the fuck was she doing?

She immediately tried to scoot out from under his mouth. The beefy arm circling her upper thigh flexed, keeping her in place while the hand on her breast tightened painfully. She smacked it, but he didn’t ease his grip.

He raised his head and glared at her. “What the fuck?”

“I’m done.”

His eyes narrowed. “You’re not calling the shots.”

She rolled onto her hands and knees. He rolled with her so he was on his back beneath her. He gripped her hips and held her in place when she tried to crawl away.

“Stop, Roth!”

“You’re not in control,” he said conversationally as he positioned her over his face. “You gave me permission to do what I want, and that’s what I’m gonna do. Now be a good girl and spread.”

“Fuck you!”

He gripped her ass in a viselike grip that made her yelp. “I’m getting my fill,” he hissed as he yanked her down to his open mouth. “No thinking, no tomorrows. Justthis.”

Her mind went blank as he clamped his mouth on her clit. His fucking beard was making her crazy. She moaned and dug her nails into the pile of blankets. Fuck. He was so good and in this position… She rocked, and his bruising grip on her ass immediately began to stroke in encouragement. She buried her face in the blankets that smelled of mothballs and panted wildly. She crooked one leg up and rode his face.

Her climax hit so suddenly, she didn’t have time to prepare. Her body went taut as a bowstring. Her hand sank into his hair as she pumped her hips against his mouth until that awful tension left her. She moaned and tipped to the side. Roth refused to relinquish his position and rolled with her again so they were in their original position, her on her back with him between her legs. She hissed when he continued to play with her clit, which was throbbing.

“Fuck, stop, I’m finished,” she huffed.

“Not even close,” he said before his hands and mouth disappeared.

He stood over her as he undressed. She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he stripped off his jacket, plaid shirt, and then his jeans. He was the definition of a man. With broad shoulders, a ridged abdomen, and defined arms and legs, he was supersized all over. He wasn’t perfect, though. He had little nicks and scars over his body, but that just made him Roth. He had a hairy chest and trail that led to his cock, which was standing at attention. His body had always been beautiful, but something about seeing the firelight playing over his skin and the background of howling noise made her think he looked like a gladiator from another lifetime… and he was going to conquer her. Even though she’d had an orgasm, she was hungry for more. She wanted him inside her.

He held out his hand. Curious, she took it and allowed him to pull her up. He sat, kissed her mound, and lapped at the groove between her thigh and pelvis before he looked up.

“Come here.”

As she sank onto his lap, one hand went to her ass and placed her where he wanted her, with one leg on either side of him. She hissed as his fingers slipped inside her. He coated his cock with her while he held her gaze.

“Now, give me that pussy.”

Her blood thrummed in her veins as she rose with his hands gripping her ass, then lowered. She braced her hands on his shoulders and let gravity do its thing. She bared her teeth as she worked herself on him. His expression of pain and savage satisfaction rekindled her lust.

When she had worked him all the way inside her, he placed a tender kiss on her temple. She tipped her head back. He took advantage of the invitation and kissed the curve of her jaw.

“It all begins and ends here for us,” he growled against her ear as his hands lifted and then lowered her on his cock.

“What?”

“The moment I saw you, I knew I’d do whatever it took to have you under me. That was before I knew you were a Hennessy.”

She couldn’t focus on his words, not when he was fucking her. Slow and gentle, so different from the way he had been in the past.

“Didn’t expect you to be a virgin. Didn’t expect you to match me so well.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and ignored his guiding hands and began to fuck him the way she needed. His hands dug into her hips hard enough to make her stop.

“What the fuck, Roth?”

“This is my show.”

He licked her sweaty neck and then raised and lowered her again. The sound of her sloppy pussy made her nails dig into his skin.

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