Page 27 of Bride ’N Boots

“Please what?” he growled.

“Please, make me come.”

“Your wish is my command.”

He ate me with verve, like a prisoner on death row savoring his last meal. He didn’t stop. Not even when I cried out and bucked against his mouth, grinding my body against his face.

I exploded, shaking and quivering, screaming incoherently.

And when he lifted his gaze to mine, I saw the evidence of my pleasure on his lips. His cheeks were flushed, and his blue eyes were dark with unleashed desire.

He kissed the inside of my thigh and then pushed up off the floor. I watched him walk to the bathroom and open the sink cabinet doors.

Stratton returned with the box of condoms. He opened it and pulled out a foil square. Holding it between his teeth, he quickly shucked his army green boxer briefs.

My breath caught in my throat when I saw his straining erection. He grasped himself in hand and gave himself a few languid pumps. A bead of precum gathered on his tip and my mouth watered at the thought of tasting him.

He ripped the condom wrapper with his teeth and then quickly sheathed himself. Stratton kneeled onto the bed and angled himself at my entrance. He slid the tip in and my body opened fully.

He glided all the way in, to the hilt.

I gasped at the fullness of him inside me.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

I nodded and reached for him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Our bodies were slick with sweat and our mouths met in a fiery kiss.

He pulled out a bit and then thrust forward. Shockwaves rolled through me.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded, his hand sliding underneath my thigh to squeeze my flesh.

Our rhythm was primal, instinctual.

Perfect.

It felt like we were born for one another.

He growled as he thrust, his hand grazing up from my thigh to gently clasp my breast in his large hand.

I dug my nails into his shoulder blades.

He threw his head back and clenched his jaw.

God, he was magnificent.

And all I wanted to do was make him lose control.

My back bowed and the place between my legs was wet. I was full and every movement caused sparks of pleasure to crackle.

And then Stratton changed the angle of his pelvis and I was lost. A warm glow of pleasure spread through my belly until another orgasm ripped through my body.

Stratton’s thrusts increased. He drilled into me, his mouth finding mine as he came.

Energy spent, he gathered me in his arms and held me as our breaths slowed.

I was a collapsing star, being reborn into something new.