Page 45 of Stuck with My Unlikely Hero

I start to move, rocking my hips in a slow, sensual rhythm. He moans softly, his hands gripping my hips, guiding my every movement. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together, as our bodies move in perfect harmony. It was the oldest dance of time.

We pick up the pace, our bodies slamming together with a force that sends jolts of pleasure through me. He groans loudly, his hands tightening on my hips, as he thrusts up into my hungry depths. Our sweat-slickened bodies slide against each other, our breaths mingling in the heated air, as we lose ourselves in the intensity of the moment.

I reach down, my fingers brushing against his chest. I arch my back, pulling him closer, our pelvises meshing together in a perfect embrace. The fire that burns between us flares up, a raging inferno that threatens to consume us completely.

My body trembles with the need for release, my inner muscles clenching around him in a rhythmic pulse.

“Faster,” he grunts. “You feel so good. So hot.

I moan, matching his rhythm with my own. “I can’t get enough of you.”

He thrusts deeper, my walls tightening around him. I move faster and faster, my breathing coming in heavy gasps. Suddenly, he pushes me off him. I don’t have to ask him what he wants. I got to my hands and knees. He quickly moves behind me, his hands grab my hips.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he says in a husky voice.

“I’m not going to break. Do it. Go.”

With a growl, he thrusts into me, his hips slamming against my ass. I cry out, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through me. He keeps going, his thrusts harder and faster. Sweat drips down our bodies, mingling with our lustful cries.

"That's it," he breathes, his voice rough. "You're so tight. You feel so good."

I moan, feeling the pleasure build, the fire within me spreading through every inch of my being. "Harder, faster."

He obliges, his thrusts becoming more frantic. His body slams against mine. The sound of our flesh slapping together echoing in the room. I cry out, unable to hold back any longer, the pleasure building to a crescendo.

"I'm close," he groans, his breath hot against my ear.

"Me too," I breathe, my voice hoarse with need.

He thrusts harder, his hips pounding against me, the force of his lovemaking sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. My muscles tighten around him, the rhythmic pulse intensifying.

"Now," I gasp, my voice hoarse with desire.

He drives into me with everything he has, our bodies becoming one in the most intimate of ways. The fire between us burns hotter than ever before, consuming us in a fiery passion that we can't escape.

I feel his body tremble, and then he erupts inside me, filling me with his release. My own climax follows closely behind, my walls pulsating around him, milking him for every last drop.

We stay like that for a moment, our hearts pounding in sync. He gently pulls out of me, his hand lovingly stroking down my back. I collapse onto the bed, my heart racing.

He scoops me up, cradling me against him. “I love you.”

“I love you,” I sigh with contentment.

“I’m not sure we can keep doing it like that,” he laughs. “I have to remember you’re with child. I just get inside you,

I smile, snuggling closer. “I can’t blame you. You make me feel so alive.”

We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I close my eyes, imagining a future with him. I knew how lucky I was to have found him. My life would have been so different if he had chosen to walk away from me.

“Go to sleep,” he murmured sleepily against me. “I’ve got you.”

“I know,” I reply. “You’ve shown me. Over and over and I love you all the more for it.”

Chapter twenty

Epilogue

Hunter

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