Page 22 of Heartbreaker
I’m going to come again.
I’m so full, stretched to what has to be my limit, yet it’s intoxicating. I need more.Everything. For him to make it hurt so good.
And he does.
“Royal!”
He thrusts into me with so much force my feet leave the ground and I am literally impaled on him.
But it doesn’t matter.
Nothing does.
My body is spinning out of control, my climax building from deep in my belly. I feel it coiling, tightening, sending pinpricks of pleasure throughout my vagina.
“Come for me, beautiful girl,” he growls. “Let me feel you take everything I’ve got.”
Yeah, that’s it for me.
I sputter out something nonsensical, and then I crash over the edge with a scream. I’ve never made a sound like that before, but I can’t help myself. I’ve lost all sense of control, reason, and thought—all I can do is take what he’s offered.
“Fuck!” His grunt of pleasure is followed by a wild jerking motion, and I feel him throbbing inside of me.
“Don’t stop,” I plead.
And he doesn’t.
Thrusting and pulsing until we’re both spent.
Spineless masses that can’t move.
Thank goodness my hands are still braced on the wall because I’m not sure I could stay upright if they weren’t.
“Damn, baby, that was beautiful.” His voice is raw, filled with an emotion I can’t quite decipher.
“Holy guacamole,” I blearily croak. “What did you just do to us?”
“Holy guacamole?” He chuckles, presses a kiss to the top of my head, and I can practically hear the sexy smile in his next words. “Fucking adorable. And if you don’t know what we just did, baby, we’re going to have to make sure youfullyunderstand.”
My brows pull together. “How?”
“By doing it again.”
Suddenly, I’m completely lucid.
And even wetter.
“Yes, please.”
Without warning, he pulls out and wraps an arm around my waist. He lifts me like I weigh nothing, tossing me over his left shoulder, his arm firm around my thighs.
He dumps me on the bed and follows, moving his larger body over mine, his mouth immediately seeking my lips.
And we’re off and running again.
I should be sated, but I’m not.
I want more.
