Page 68 of Honor Code

Finished.

Breathing hard, she stared at Phoenix in awe. What the hell had just happened? Her entire body was trembling, and yet she still wanted more. How could that be?

He’d literally just shattered her, and now he was kissing his way back up.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she drew him close, her whole body pulsing with aftershocks. He held her, murmuring in her ear, nibbling her neck, and then claiming her lips once again.

This time, he possessed her mouth with his tongue, thrusting, sucking, showing her just how much he wanted her. There was no mistaking his desire, as his enormous erection pushed into her thigh.

God, she was so ready for him!

He’d made her so wet, she was practically dripping—not something that had ever happened to her before. Somehow, her body just responded to this man, melting under his touch.

Wrapping her legs around him, she whispered, “Take me. Take all of me.”

His midnight-blue eyes scorched into hers, as he positioned himself on top of her. Bending his head, his tongue delved into her mouth as he rolled his hips forward then thrust into her in one swift stroke.

She cried out against his mouth, but he sucked the sound out of her, burying himself so deep that she could feel him touching her cervix. It was almost enough to send her over the edge again.

He exhaled in a hiss as he withdrew, before sliding in again, filling her so completely that she convulsed around him. How was it even possible that she was coming again so soon? One more thrust and she was gone.

His balls against her skin, her body absorbed every inch of him. She cried out as he took her over the edge, then he held her, staying deep within her as she shuddered beneath him. Her insides pulsed with a release deeper and more satisfying than she’d ever experienced before.

Sweet Lord.

Overcome, she felt hot tears slide down her face, but he kissed them away. When she’d stopped coming, he pulled back, then thrust again, his own desire taking over. Gripping onto his shoulders, she felt him increase his pace until she was once again rocking beneath him.

Oh, shit.

She was going to come. Again!

Matching his increasingly violent thrusts, she felt herself riding a wave that got bigger and bigger the harder he drove into her. She was rising off the bed, the headboard slamming against the wall, masking the sound of their skin slapping together.

Part of her thought he was going to split her apart, but the other part cried out, “Yes, harder. Oh, God. I’m coming!”

She heard him give a low yell as he slammed into her, flooding her with his scorching seed, possessing all of her—over and over again.

It was too much.

Ellie screamed as her orgasm hit. Her insides clenched around his swollen cock, feeling him pulse into her, throwing her off the cliff and into the abyss. She came hard, unable to help it. Hands clutching at his shoulders, hips raised off the bed, legs holding him in a vice-like grip, she broke into a thousand shards of glass, totally shattering beneath him.

Ellie walked into the bar convinced the other men would know what they'd been up to. She was pretty sure she was still glowing. How could she not after that?

Phoenix.

Oh, God. She felt her pussy twitch just thinking about him. He’d made her come multiple times until she was a shaking, whimpering mess and he was spent, panting beside her.

Before they'd come downstairs, they'd gotten Blade to get them a change of clothes from the hotel clothing store. Consequently, Phoenix was wearing blue jeans and a T-shirt with a bull's head on it and Texas scrawled in a vintage font across the top. It wasn't his usual style, but she thought it kind of suited him, particularly the way his rock-hard thighs filled out the denim.

"What do you call that?" he'd glared at Blade, as he'd handed Ellie a thin, silver slip dress, silk pantyhose and heels to match.

"You said to get her something nice." He shot Phoenix a wicked grin.

"It's fine," Ellie giggled, taking it from him. The only problem was she'd put it on, just to have Phoenix peel it off again, which was why they were late.

"'Bout time," growled Pat, gesturing for them to sit down.

"You look very nice, Ellie," Boomer said, winking at her.

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