Page 184 of Hold Me Until Morning

My hair whipped around me as I was struck with a frenzy of greed, my nod erratic as I pushed back. “Please.”

Cody stood, and I whimpered at the loss. He took the step back to the nightstand and pulled open the drawer, taking out a condom and the bottle of lube he’d tucked in there at the beginning of the week.

I was beginning to understand why it was strawberry flavored.

I watched him from over my shoulder where I was basically bent in two, clinging to the back of the chair with my hips tipped back in a plea.

He groaned. “Never seen a prettier sight. That ass in the air and that face peering back at me. So damned perfect, Hailey. Every curve. Every angle. I’m going to memorize every inch of you.”

He flipped the cap to the lube and squeezed it down the cleft of my ass before he was licking me again, working me into a frenzy.

I gasped when he stood, covered himself, then pressed the head of his cock to my hole, trembling and trembling as I waited for him to take the place that I’d refused to ever let Pruitt touch.

Cody had touched me there a bunch of times this week, with that lube, pushing his fingers inside as his cock had been fitted in my pussy, each time driving me out of my mind.

But this was different, and I saw it too, the way Cody’s jaw was held rigid, those eyes aflame and his care pulsing out as he smoothed a big hand down my spine.

“You tell me if it’s too much, Hailey. Do you understand?”

My nod was rabid.

He gripped me by the hips. And it probably was a little too much, the man enormous, the pressure and sting of him as he slowly nudged himself inside making me writhe and gasp and choke.

“Are you good?”

“Yes. Please.” It was chaos dripping from my tongue. “Cody, please.”

I couldn’t stop the tumble of need.

He grunted in restraint as he took me and took me until he was fully seated, until I was rasping and my thighs were trembling and a bead of sweat was gliding down my back.

“Fuck me, darlin’. You don’t have a clue what it feels like taking you like this. How good this ass feels fisting my cock. So tight you’re going to knock me the fuck out.”

I couldn’t process all the sensations, the way it felt like I was dying a little, in the most perfect, mind-bending way. This dark, decadent bliss that curled around me in drugging waves, the way it felt like too much and too little, like I was never going to be the same.

I tightened my hold on the chair while I looked back at the man from over my shoulder.

At his rugged features that had gone severe.

His jaw fierce and his lips plump.

Every inch of him vibrating with possession.

And that’s what I wanted.

I wanted to be his.

So I told him, “Fuck me, Cody, and don’t you dare be gentle with me.”

FORTY

CODY

My fingers trembled where I held onto her hips like they could keep me from losing all control.

This woman pure fire.

An inferno.

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