Page 46 of Royal Flush

“Oh. My. God.” The brutal thrust left me breathless, the batch of stars floating in front of my eyes something I couldn’t describe to anyone. Not that I’d want to, including to Ashton. This was my private… nightmare. Even if I was licking my lips, meeting every savage plunge as if I was desperate to have him fill me.

The way he gripped my hips was possessive, so much so I couldn’t move or think. But that was just fine by me. The ache in my pussy was being satisfied, my heated core needing the fabulous release.

I wasn’t certain if time stopped or if I was simply trying to push the sinful moment into slow motion, but his stamina and roughness was exactly what I needed. Was this what happened when two animals mated in the wild?

Suddenly, there was a slight noise, a feminine gasp and all I could do was smile.

Of course that changed when a mind-bending orgasm rushed up from my toes, turning my core’s heat red-hot.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” I wasn’t screaming but I wasn’t bothering to keep my voice down either.

Just glancing at his face, the way he now had beads of sweat trickling down both sides added to the moment.

“That’s it, little koala. Tell the world how I’m the only man who can make you feel this damn good.”

And almost like that, another rush of anger returned. He was the most entitled person I’d ever come into contact with. “Bastard.”

“Yes.”

There was no stopping him or my raging climax that refused to end. He dug his fingers into my hips, holding on as if a reminder he owned me.

And I was still bucking against him, a small part of me wishing this fantastic moment would never end.

But with all wicked things, it was destined to happen. His muscles tensed while my pussy was clamping and releasing and there was no turning back now.

As he filled me with his seed, I slammed my hand against the mirror. I knew I’d look back and regret this but at least for now, it was something delicious, filthy, and very private I could hold onto.

When he was finished, he wrapped his arms and his body over me, keeping me in position as his cock throbbed more than it had done before. He even kissed the side of my neck, dragging his tongue up to the base of my ear.

“You are… incredible.”

His words didn’t surprise me, but they did make me hate that I had no self-control around him.

I had no response to him. What was the point? We still weren’t destined to be anything other than this and I could only imagine the tabloid fodder if we were seen together. The way my body tensed was strangling but I sensed he could feel it.

Braxton backed away, giving me space as he shoved his cock back into his pants. Every muscle seemed tense as I tried to clean myself off, grabbing a handful of paper towels. I should feel very dirty but what was the point? I had to remove the expensive thong, shoving it into my clutch purse.

He was grinning as if shredding it was an accomplishment.

After running my fingers through my curls, I spun around to face him. “You are… incorrigible.”

“You should decide which adjective I am, little koala.”

“You’re a man with many sides. I get to call you everything under the sun.”

His laugh was boisterous and yet exciting. As he adjusted his bowtie in the mirror, it was difficult to take my eyes off him. “I think we should grab a late dinner and discuss your current situation.”

“What situation is that?”

Both of us sucked in our breath as three women walked in, obviously shocked at finding a male inside.

He glanced at me again and took a deep breath. “I’ll be waiting outside.”

I watched him walk out and slapped my hands on the counter.

“One hottie,” one of the women said as if I wasn’t standing there.

“He’s worth billions,” the second girl stated. I’ll be damned if she wasn’t fanning her face.

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