Page 61 of Anchor Point

I flipped the switch on, and the bullet roared to life. “You been in here using this to get off every night, while I’ve been across the hall using my fist?” I shook my head. “We’re such fools. We’re gonna have some fun. I can think of at least a dozen ways I wanna use this on you,” I said, letting my gaze roam over her naked body.

I turned the bullet off, tossing it onto the bed. “But first, I want all of you.”

Her arms encircled my neck as I rose over her, lining the head of my cock up to her entrance. Pushing in the slightest bit. “God, it’s hot when you get all breathy like that.” I pulled her leg back, bending it at the knee, opening her to me, and thrust.

“Mac,” she cried, her hips rising to meet mine.

I dropped to my elbow and took her mouth. The way her body took mine… I froze, breaking the kiss. “Fuck, Livvie. Condom.”

Her hand cupped my jaw, pulling me back to her mouth. “I’ve got us covered. And I haven’t had sex since my divorce and got tested after I found out he was cheating. I’m clean. If you’re clean, then it’s go time.”

“Fucking go time, then.” I pulled out and slammed back into her, loving the way she cried my name.

The harder I thrust, the more she cried out, over and over. The long, slow glide out, the hard thrust in. The way her breasts bounced as our hips met, the way her hips cradled mine. The slap of skin on skin. The cries she made. Pressure built at the base of my spine; I wasn’t going to last. I slowed down, shifting her leg and rolling my hips into hers, changing the angle.

“Oh God, baby, don’t stop. I’m so close.”

Instead, I palmed the bullet and pulled out. Rolling off her and pushing my back against the headboard, I grabbed her under the arms and slid her up my body. Her legs straddled my hips as she rose over me.

I gripped her hip, guiding her where I wanted her. “I need to see you fall apart, baby.” I cupped her jaw, drawing her mouth to mine. “Now kiss me while you put my dick in you.”

Olivia

Making love with Mac was everything I thought I’d remembered and more. His filthy mouth. His caresses that were rough and gentle at the same time. The way his body owned mine. He made me forget that there was anything beyond me and him. The outside world didn’t exist.

My legs slid over his hips, and all I could feel was open. Open to anything he demanded of me. His tongue slid into my mouth as I took him in hand and gave him a stroke. A groan of pleasure rumbled from his chest. I wanted more of that groan. More of Mac. I notched the head of his cock at my entrance.

“Take it,” he said against my lips.

I waited, savoring the rush of knowing this man wanted me as much as I did him, drawing out the pleasure for both of us.

I rotated my hips, exploring just how far I could take this before he took over and fucked me into oblivion. I’d already had one orgasm. Two wasn’t on the agenda for me, but if I worked it, maybe I could make him lose control. He sat up, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting. His hand on my hip flexed, guiding me, gripping me. I sank lower onto him, edging us both.

With a growl, he bent his knees behind me, caging me in, and thrust his hips up, driving so deep into me that I cried out.

“That’s better.” His words were a deep rasp against my skin. His hand slipped between us, and something icy cold landed on my clit. Before I could register what it was, the buzzing clicked on.

I cried out again.

“Now ride,” he growled.

I rotated my hips, chasing the high that his body promised. It was just out of reach.

“Fuck, but you’re gorgeous.” God, I loved the way his voice skittered over my skin. “Take the bullet. Let me watch you come while I’m buried deep inside you. Get there, Liv. I can’t hold back much more.” His words alone were almost enough, and if I hadn’t come already, they probably would’ve sealed the deal.

But I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted him feral.

I pushed him back against the pillows, loving the way his abs bunched as he drove up into me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Sweat beaded on his brow, and his jaw clenched as he fought for control, his gaze sharp and focused on me, my breasts.

I took the bullet from him and circled my clit. “You wanna watch this?” My voice came out low and husky, desire dripping from every word.

His eyes dropped to where we were joined. The muscle at his jaw ticked again. He was so close.

I leaned back and widened my legs, giving him a better view, then circled my clit, making sure to slide it down through my folds so he could feel the vibration too. His mouth dropped open on a gasp.

His eyes pinched shut. “God damn, I can feel you clenching around me. So fucking good.” He sounded like he was being tortured in the best kind of way. Wet slapping noises filled the room, combined with his deep grunts of pleasure.

He rolled his hips, hitting that spot deep inside of me. “God… Mac,” I gasped. “Right there.”

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