Page 125 of Hold Me Until Morning

“I’ve always said to be a man of my word.”

“I hope you are.”

A grin cracked the edge of my mouth while I felt like my insides were splintering apart.

My Shortcake was a spitfire.

I loved it.

Loved every fucking thing about her, and I knew that was the real problem in all of this.

Too late now to consider any of that.

I curled my hand up in those honey-swept tresses until I was holding her by the back of the head, my words going soft as I murmured, “You sure that’s what you really want?”

Something that looked a little too close to insecurity passed through her gaze. “Do you?”

“Oh, darlin’, I think you can feel just how damned bad I want you.” I nudged the tip of my dick against her entrance. “Think I might die if I don’t get inside you.”

At the contact, she let go of a needy rasp.

“But you’re going to have to make that decision,” I told her.

Me?

I was already all in. Ready to give it. Whatever it took.

But I knew she wasn’t close to being there yet. Maybe she’d never be, and I sure as hell didn’t want to be a dirty regret.

Rather than booting me from her bedroom the way she probably should, she wound those sweet arms around my neck and plastered herself against me.

The confession came soft from her lips when she burrowed her face into my neck. “I want you.”

Her heart ravaged against mine, thrashing a riot.

“Do you have a condom?”

She blinked like she was just then realizing we should probably be covered, the chaos that bounded around us making us both reckless. She leaned over enough that she could get into the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled one out, the woman close to frantic as she peeled it open.

I hissed when she sheathed my length, a flashfire igniting at her touch and tugging at my balls.

Gripping her by those lush, indecently delicious hips, I stared up at the woman who panted her sweet breaths against me, swallowed them down and let her invade. “Well, if you want me, darlin’, then I guess you’d better take me.”

Hailey choked a needy, disoriented laugh before she slowly began to sink down, the woman hugging my cock in a fist.

Her walls throbbed and clutched as I slowly fitted myself in her cunt, spreading her wide.

Pleasure sped up my spine and lust prowled through my insides, body already hunting for release.

Hailey trembled as she clung to me, and her breaths turned ragged as I filled her so full that she was clawing at my back.

“Fuck me, Shortcake, how could one woman feel so good?” I rumbled it at her temple, holding her there for a second and letting her adjust.

Because shit—she was so fucking tight, and her pussy kept clenching as she seated herself deep.

“You okay?” I finally asked when her breaths evened out.

She nodded, words breaking when she spoke. “More than okay.”

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