Page 49 of Rebel Hawke

That doesn’t mean I won’t die trying.

Shifting back onto my knees, I pull her right leg up, bend her knee, and press it out so I can change the angle, thrusting into her and grinding my pelvis against her already hypersensitive clit.

She gasps and scores her nails along my sides, gripping me, trying to find purchase as I start a mind-bending rhythm, snapping my hips and driving into her, over and over again.

Her head thrashes back and forth, and she drops her hands and reaches behind her to find the bottom edge of the headboard, just above the mattress.

Fuck, yes.

This is what I wanted.

For her to give herself to me completely.

To forget all the reasons it might be crazy to tumble so quickly into my bed.

To vanquish all the things that might’ve happened in her past that made her question why a man would want her this much.

To wash away the fact that she was so close to that vile man today at the studio.

Anger flares hot through my blood, mingling with the lust at the memory of walking in to find Satriano with her. My hand tightens where I’m gripping her ankle and holding her open, and she gasps as I angle forward and plunge even deeper, the head of my cock catching inside her.

Sweet fuck…

Pleasure spirals.

Wren moans. “Rightthere…” A gasp. “God, right there…”

A low growl of agreement slips from my lips.

Yes.

Right.

There.

On each retreat, Wren tightens around me, ensuring that contact in precisely the right spot for both of us. It spurs me on. She undulates under me, arching her hips to mine with every downthrust. Meeting every stroke. Clenching around me with every retreat.

“Fuck…”

Everything this woman does makes me want her more.

Need her more.

My head spins as my body revels in the pure, unadulterated pleasure of being wrapped up in Wren like this. Driving harder, I cement myself so deeply inside her that I don’t even know where I end and she begins.

And I don’twantto know.

Not now.

Maybe not ever.

Flashes ofthatman so close to her and her so vulnerable, not knowing the danger she faced, wrapped in an expensive suit, only push me harder.

I’ll do anything to keep her safe.

Even if that means Wren staying locked up here with me like this forever, I’ll fucking do it.

No question.

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