Page 68 of Watching Her

While he didn’t stop me, his breathing instantly increased and his gaze hardened. Why did I suddenly have the feeling he wasn’t used to being touched with passion or care? The thought saddened me.

I didn’t stop, caressing his chest while allowing my gaze to follow. Instead of touching his cock as before, I brushed my fingers from one hipbone to the other before rolling them up his right arm.

When I dared look into his eyes again, I was pulled into yet another layer of darkness. He held the gaze as did I, and for me, being uncertain of the change kept me trembling.

“Are you frightened of me?” The question seemed so out of the blue I didn’t answer right away.

“Should I be?”

“Most people are.”

“I’m not most people,” I admitted.

He narrowed his eyes. “No, Penelope. You are not.”

The spell was broken, the desire for us both too much to limit our actions. He lifted one of my legs, bending my knee and pressing his lips against my skin while he settled against me. Evidently, he was masterful with everything, keeping his massive body aloft so as not to crush me with his heavy weight.

Yet that’s exactly what I wanted.

I craved feeling every inch of him. Maybe that’s why I threw my other leg around his hip. His eyes lit up with the fire I’d seen before, but his jaw remained clenched.

Remaining aloft with one hand, he used his other to rub the tip of his cock against my pussy. My soft moans were just as involuntary as almost every other action I’d had around him.

Once his cockhead was positioned at my entrance, he pushed my knee to the bed, holding it down with his palm. I didn’t expect or want him to be gentle at this point, arching my back once again in a blatant invitation.

His nostrils flared just before he thrust the entire length of his cock inside. An instant surreal moment followed. He was huge, my pussy aching as soon as he was fully seated inside. The sensations were all over the place, so electric I couldn’t breathe at first.

He did so for both of us, his chest and falling as he lifted his body. Now, with him pressing his weight against my leg, I felt pinned in. I pushed my hands against his chest, moaning softly as I did.

As he pulled out, his expression changed. Not just to another shadowed moment of darkness, but with a smirk. As if planning something.

Or…

With a brutal plunge, he drove his dick even deeper inside. How that was possible I didn’t know, but the sensations were white-hot, so much so that beads of perspiration tickled my upper lip.

The look shared between us continued, a strong tether locking the two of us in a passionate dance.

It was an unspoken agreement, a shared gravity that pulled us both in. Looking into his eyes, I felt a rush of raw, exposed desire. The savage moment was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. A beautiful chaos of two minds wanting the exact same thing.

To completely let go. Only with him, that meant taking full control, no longer bothered by standard concepts of romance.

Maybe that’s why I raked my nails down his arm, creating red lines as soon as I did from the sharp edges.

He stopped moving, his eyes narrowing. With another smirk, he drilled into me. Harder. Faster. With so much passion and fire, the bed rocked with us.

Even as he released his hold on my leg, he wasn’t finished with ensuring I knew he owned me.

At least for tonight.

He wrapped his long fingers around my throat, using his thumb to keep my head in a position where I’d be forced to look him in the eyes. From there I wrapped my other leg around him, doing everything I could to meet his brutal thrusts.

Never blinking, he developed a perfect rhythm, thrusting in long, deep strokes that filled me completely. There was no past, no future, only the rhythm of our breathing and the dizzying, overwhelming high of being entirely lost in the moment.

And I knew I’d crave this long after we were finished.

As he rocked me, his entire demeanor became more intense, his head hanging low enough I could easily kiss him.

I squeezed his arms as the ache in my core intensified, my pussy clenching and releasing to the point I closed my eyes. “Oh. Oh. Oh…”