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His words were coarse, scraping the air with the lust that addled the atmosphere.
The next time he thrust in, my hips rose to meet him, my chest arching from the bed and my nipples brushing against his pecs.
“Yes. I feel it. I feel you,” I rasped.
Pinpricks of pleasure lit everywhere. In my core and my breasts and my spirit.
Urgency was carved into every harsh angle of his fierce, brutal face.
And the energy screamed between us. Whipping and sparking.
“You’re mine, Charleigh Lowe.”
Our connection thrummed, a throb that drummed in the middle of us, our hearts beating wayward and perfectly in time.
When he could sense that I’d adjusted, River began to move. Rolling his hips and picking up a rhythm of deep, powerful strokes. Filling me and filling me as I met him each time.
He kept his arms around me as if he knew I needed to feel the surety of them. Like he wanted me to understand that he had me and he’d meant everything he’d promised. Never once did he look away from my face as he took me again and again.
And that pleasure grew with each rock of his body. The frictiontossed flames that licked up my insides, and the metal ball on his tip hit at a spot inside me that nearly sent me sailing with each hard thrust.
“River.” My nails raked at his shoulders as the feeling of him soared. Building and expanding with every rut of his hips.
River only gathered me closer as he increased his pace.
Deeper and faster and harder.
Marking me.
Owning me.
And I began to gasp, my body moving in time with his as he ushered me toward an ecstasy unlike any I’d ever known. An ecstasy I’d never dared dream existed. A place where I could surrender to the touch of a man’s hands and know those hands were only meant for my pleasure.
He pushed back enough that he could reach between us, and he swirled the tips of his fingers over my already sensitive clit.
Bliss flickered and flared.
“River…I…I’m…” I couldn’t get a coherent word out. Not when I was being swept away. Lifted and propelled. Taken to another plane where it was only me and him.
“I’ve got you, Little Runner. I’ve got you.”
His promise skated through my senses, amplified with every stroke of his big, big body.
The buzz of bliss hummed through my being.
“Give it to me, Charleigh. I want to feel this sweet cunt come around my cock.”
And I broke in his hands, the way he promised me I was going to do.
Fracturing.
Splintering.
Ecstasy erupted through the cracks, and bright bursts of pleasure speared through my body.
And it sped and sped, the orgasm that tore through me like a summer storm. As fierce and unrelenting as his eyes.
I cried his name, and he took me harder, his massive body bowing high as he thrust as deep as he could take me.
