Page 45 of Seduce Me in Shadow

“The bedroom is down the hall.” Though I secretly ache for him to take me where he stands, rough and urgent, just as I wrote in the diary.

“Here,” Caden growls. “Now. Yes?”

I can’t resist. “Please…”

The word is barely past my lips before his hard cock probes the entrance of my pussy. I hold my breath, so close to finally feeling this man inside me. I’ve craved him for mere weeks, but I feel as if I’ve starved without him for an eternity.

He pauses, staring into my eyes. The moment thickens. The connection between us fuses.

My grandfather clock ticks, and Caden’s harsh breaths fill my ears. My belly tightens; my heart knocks against my ribs. My soul strains to get closer.

Then, with an inhuman roar, he pushes me down onto his thick cock as he lurches up with all his raw force, driving deep inside me. I gasp, the sound long and shocked as he fills me nearly to the point of pain.

“Fuck, you’re tight, love,” he groans. “Let go. Take the rest of me.”

There’s more?

I slide my head back and try to relax. “Yes.”

Several insistent thrusts later, he slides in to the hilt. My pain turns to burning pleasure. The feel of him, hot and large, clasped in the deepest recesses of my body, nearly dismantling me. I wriggle, desperate for him to move.

“More,” I demand.

No need to ask him twice.

Caden brushes his lips over my shoulder, leaving a trail of fire as he eases back. Then he flexes his strong arms and shoulders, lifting me up the wall before he impales me again.

I stare, fascinated, as his jaw clenches and his tendons bulge with effort. He groans, a sound ripped deep from his chest as apleasure I’ve never felt ignites me. It’s like opening a door and finding electric ecstasy—infinite, bright, and stunning.

Before I even catch my breath, he establishes a hard rhythm, holding me wide open for his cock, my pale legs over his beefy arms. I trail my lips up his neck and across his jaw as I dig my nails in his steely shoulders and rock with him.

My thighs tremble as orgasm begins to barrel down, far bigger than anything I’ve ever felt or fathomed. Breathing? Impossible, and I don’t care, not when my whole body rushes headlong to dazzling fulfillment.

Again, Caden surges inside me, somehow sliding impossibly deeper, the slick friction of his stroke driving me quickly to a point from which I can’t hold back.

He nips at my lobe. His labored breathing sends a fresh wave of sensation to my pussy. A dizzying tingle follows, whipping me into a frenzy. A whimper falls from my lips. “Please.”

“You know how bloody long I’ve wanted to do this?” he growls between thrusts.

“Tell me,” I gasp.

“Since I first set eyes on you. All I could think about was getting close to you, tasting you, shoving you full of my cock, and watching you come for me. You’re like a bloody fever.

I’m stunned. No man has ever made me feel as if he couldn’t live without me. “Caden…”

“Should I fuck you harder?”

“Yes!”

He increases his pace to something almost violent and inhuman. Bloody hell, what he’s doing to me—everything I’m feeling—it’s more incredible than my fantasy. This iseverything.

I can’t hold out anymore.

“Caden,” I plead.

“Now,” he roars. “Come!”

My restraint dissolves. My caution drowns. Starbursts explode behind my eyes. My heart thrashes and thrums, blending with his long, throaty howl. His fingers dig bruising prints into my backside as we crash together in drugging climax. His hot release jetting inside me only amplifies my pleasure.

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