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“Never thought I’d get you here again, so I’m going to take advantage. You won’t get any sleep tonight.”
She bit his shoulder. “Stop messing around!”
He shoved her. She landed on her back with him crouched over her, hands planted on either side of her body. He slid back in and pumped hard enough to make her gasp. The blankets offered no barrier between her and the floor, and he knew it. He rolled his hips, and her eyes crossed as he went deeper than he ever had.
“Do you know how many times I imagined you like this?” He leaned down and gripped her throat. “You’re going to feel me tomorrow, princess.”
He began to move the way she knew he could. Hard and rough. Holy shit, he was splitting her apart, but she didn’t care.
“Didn’t matter how long it took for me to catch up with you. I knew I would sooner or later.”
“I hate you,” she panted as he raised her thighs and shoved even deeper.
“You don’t know how to hate.”
She raked her nails down his back and was sure she drew blood as he sped up his thrusts. Her pussy was on fire, and she felt battered and close to tapping out when her climax hit. Her vision flashed white, and she bit into his beefy shoulder to help her through the pleasure-pain. He didn’t let up on his pace. Tears streamed down her face as she looked up to find his eyes on her, lips peeled back from his teeth as he fucked her.
“My name,” he demanded.
“Roth,” she said hoarsely.
His eyes burned. “Your name for me.”
She hesitated and then cried out when he ground against her.
“Jamie!”
He pulled out, straddled her chest, and cupped her chin.
“Open,” he commanded.
When she didn’t comply, he gripped her cheeks, forcing her lips apart. Two strokes were all it took for him to come. Squirts of milky white flew over her face, in her mouth, and slid down her chin. They stared at one another as he continued to stroke himself. It was a dominant move he started when they were dating. Back then, it shocked the hell out of her … and then she started craving it.
His expression was softer, but still alert, and one hundred percent focused on her. His intensity was still there, just banked for the moment. The phenomenal view was complemented by the scent surrounding her. Expensive cologne, sweat, and that bite that was uniquely him. If they were in a different time in their lives, she would have teased his still-sensitive cock and sucked him until he was hard again. He stayed crouched over her. What was he waiting for?
“You’re heavy,” she said.
He shifted, and when she raised her hand to wipe her face, he grabbed her wrist to stop her. Their eyes held as he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. When she tried to pull back, he grabbed her hair to keep her still. She closed her eyes and gave in. When he pulled back, he wiped her face with a thin blanket before he lay on his side and tucked her against him.
Her body felt warm and heavy. He had given her exactly what she needed. There were no thoughts of consequences or responsibilities and there was no need to run anymore.
“Rest,” he ordered.
She trembled and shifted against him. “I need my jacket.”
“I’ll keep you warm. Sleep.”
“But—”
A hand fisted in her hair and jerked her head back. His mouth landed on hers. The gentleness was gone as if it had never been. He kissed her hard enough to make her lips throb.
“Your body’s revved up. I’m giving you a couple of hours to recover before I fuck you again.”
“But—”
He started to tip her on her back.
“Okay, okay.”
