Page 148 of Dare To Live

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I don’t have the brain capacity for any other word.

Pressure builds low in my groin, grows stronger, more intense, until orgasm hits. My grip on his hair loosens, and I’m sure if he let me go, I’d float away.

Eli kneels on the mattress between my spread legs. His eyes glitter down at me as he strips off his t-shirt and tosses it on the floor. Unbuttoning his jeans, he pushes them off and they join the t-shirt.

I beckon to him with a curl of my finger. “Tell me you want me.”

“I want you.” He crawls up my body.

I run my palms over his chest and shoulders, the muscles beneath smooth tattooed flesh, hard and tense. His weight settles on top of me, and I wrap my legs around his waist. Our mouths meet in a hot and hungry kiss. I rake my nails down his back to the curve of his ass. Eli groans into my mouth.

“Ready to beg for mercy?” I whisper.

“Never.”

“Do you really want my scratches all over you?”

“I’ll wear them as badges of honor.”

I press my mouth against the tattoo on his throat, where he’s captured my marks in ink. I nip and suck at his skin, “Then I’ll leave them where people can see them.”

“Bite me. Claw me.” He pushes his cock against my pussy, taking possession of my body in one steady stroke. “Fuck me.”

The mind-stealing feel of him inside me drives my desire to fever-pitch. As he moves over and within me, I sink my teeth into the top of his shoulder. Eli swears and deepens his thrusts, slamming into me over and over.

I dig my nails into his hips, giving him the pain he demanded from me. I want him to hurt. I want him to feel as desperate for me as I am for him. I need him to feel this madness burning through my blood, which only he has ever evoked.

The frantic lust possessing us is volatile and doesn’t take much to explode. My orgasm hits, and his release follows a moment after. Panting and gasping, I fight to catch my breath as we lay tangled together on the bed. Our heartbeats merge, slowing to a calmer tempo, and I smile, high on languid post-sex bliss.

His mouth seeks out mine, and he kisses me.

“I think that’s the fastest fuck we’ve ever had.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not done with you yet.” I trail a finger along his bicep. “But our food is going to be cold.”

Eli rolls off me and tucks me into his side. “Who cares? I’ll order some more.”

“I could get used to this.”

“Sex, my undivided attention, or ordering food?”

I nip playfully at his skin. “All of it. If you’re not careful, I could get addicted.”

He traces the shape of my mouth with his finger. “Then I need to get you hooked.”

Warmth flames to life inside me at his words. I kiss my way down his abs. He watches me with heavy-lidded eyes and one hand tucked under his head.

I slide my mouth over the semi-hard length of his cock, gently grazing my teeth lightly over the velvety smoothness. “You tried to make me jealous.”

“I did.”

I narrow my eyes. “That wasn’t nice.”

“I kinda liked how feisty you got.”

“Hmmm.”

“Kitten, you’ve never had anything to be jealous about.” His voice is raspy. “So don’t get any ideas about biting off my dick.”

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