Page 105 of Off Limits Mogul

I close my eyes and tilt my head back, pushing against him to meet his next thrust.

He picks up speed, fucking me fast and furious.

It’s unmerciful.

Savage, even.

Dear God.

I can’t get enough of the hedonistic sound of our bodies slapping together as we move in perfect synch. It’s so darn sexy.

I grip the sheets a little harder to withstand the velocity and power of his thrusts.

“You look so fucking perfect under me, baby,” he says and slams me so hard I cry out.

He slaps my ass.

I imagine what he must look like—hovering above me and dominating me.

The imagery turns me on even more.

He grips my hips and pumps into me like a piston.

The rhythm is so frantic, his king bed rocks beneath us. He grips his hands around my waist, pulling me closer to his body, and pumps into me as if everything so far was nothing more than a warm-up. His breath changes to a loud heaving sound as he shifts the angle of his hips and drives into me with more determination. In this position, his thrusts are more calculated, more flesh slapping, more mind-blowing.

“Goddammit.” His hips grind into me.

He hits a place deep inside I didn’t even know existed.

“Holy shit—” I choke on the curse.

“I hit your G-spot.”

He does it again.

“Oh God.” My voice is trembling.

What am I talking about? My whole body is shaking.

“More. More. More. Please, Rhys.”

With a grunt, he gives it to me.

Our heavy breathing overshadows the naughty slapping of our skin. For a few long minutes, nothing matters but taking pleasure from each other.

“You’re close?” His voice is so hoarse, it’s almost inaudible.

“I am.”

“You’re going to come hard for me?”

She nods.

The third vigorous thrust against my sweet spot causes a crescendo of foreign sounds to tear from my throat.

What the hell is he doing to me?

He snakes his arm around my waist until his fingers find my pussy. He parts my lips where he finds my throbbing, swollen clit. He skates his finger hard and fast over it as he keeps thrusting inside me, driving me to a place of blissful desire so intense it frightens the hell out of me.