Page 86 of Undeniable

His hand cupped my cheek and he pushed his thumb into my mouth. He slid it against my tongue and I sucked it just as I had his cock—lapping at it with purposeful affection and intent.

He pulled his thumb free and replaced it with his cock. He wrapped his hand around the base of his length and rubbed it back and forth across my tongue before he plunged in and out. The entire time, his eyes were transfixed on me and the way my lips stretched around him.

He pulled back with a groan. “I need to be inside of you.Now.”

There was no room for argument in his low growl, and I wasn’t going to argue anyway. I needed it just as much as he did.

He stooped down, searching the floor for something, and stood back up with a small silver packet in hand.

He lowered himself on top of me and urged me back until my head hit the pillows. My hands grasped his face and he kissed me softly while rolling on the condom.

“Fuck me,” I muttered against his lips, “like you missed me.”

James smiled and dropped his forehead against mine. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

Not a second after the words left his lips, I felt his cock nudging against me. He held my gaze as he sank into me. It felt reckless and totally necessary. Like he wanted me to see every cracked and broken part of him and like he was asking the same of me.

It felt like finally letting go.

I gasped when his hips met mine, and he cursed under his breath. The size of him was so substantial that there was a beautiful pain in the way he filled and stretched me. For several seconds we stayed like that—him buried deep inside of me while I tried to accommodate his size.

“I don’t know how I managed to spend thirteen years without you,” he whispered against my lips as he pulled out slowly and thrust back in.

My nails scraped down his back, and our tongues tangled. His muscles flexed against my fingers and chills decorated his skin.

The sounds of our skin slapping and our mingled breaths surrounded us and I felt like I was flying.

Every stroke of his cock inside of me was more than I could’ve imagined. Like I could feel him everywhere and it was healing something inside of me. And betweenus.

“You feel so perfect. Like I could stay inside of you forever,” he mumbled and pulled back. I cursed at the loss of his warm body on top of mine, but my argument disappeared as he sat back. His head tilted toward the ceiling, each thrust deeper and more targeted as he reacquainted himself with my body.

He fucked me so hard that the headboard collided with the wall.

His throat bobbed and the muscles in his arms flexed as he gripped my hips and guided himself inside of me over and over again. It was a fucking heavenly sight. The man I thought had grown to despise me, completely overcome by his need for me.

I clenched around him, and he groaned toward the ceiling. “Do that again.”

I did, and it elicited the same sound, only gruffer and deeper. His head lolled back forward, the strands of his blond hair falling into his face as he examined the place where we were joined. He moved in deliciously slow strokes, pulling all the way out and fisting his cock to brush the tip of it against my clit once again. He pinned me to the bed with his other hand to keep me from bucking too high.

He plunged back in and my pussy fluttered and clamped around him for a third time. Suddenly he was back on top of me, an elbow braced by the side of my head, his movements picking up speed.

His other hand dropped between us, and I bucked up onto him when I felt his fingers brush my clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I cried and tossed my head back. I felt alive like there was an electric current running through my body and he’d found the source. It was almost too much, and my eyes closed of their own accord.

Each time his cock withdrew and pressed back in made me crazy with lust. I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Open your eyes,” he growled, still maintaining a perfectly punishing pace while poised on top of me. “I want you to look at me when you come around my cock.”

My eyelids were heavy with desire, but I slid them back open. When I locked on his intense blue gaze, I shattered.

There was no telling where I began and he ended when the pleasure overwhelmed every inch of me. It felt like we were being rocketed skyward and were clinging to one another for dear life.

I clenched around his cock and his eyes steadily held mine as I cried out his name for the second time.

I shook with my release, and it was only a second or two later that James followed me over the edge. Hearing my name on his lips sent a shiver down my spine.

His forehead dropped to mine and our panted breaths mixed as we both came down from our twin highs. The room around us was suddenly quiet.

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