Page 26 of Stalked By the Recruiter

I rested my elbows beside her face, holding myself above her

“Carmen,” I strained. I didn’t have words. Fuck me, I wished I’d been born with the mouth of a poet in that moment to tell her exactly how I felt in the most beautiful, simplistic way possible. But I was at a loss.

Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I nipped at her lips. Everything started and ended with Carmen. Today, tomorrow, and always.

“Love me,” she panted. She didn’t know just how much I already did. How I’d fallen in love with her at first sight and changed my life, doing anything to be as close to her as possible. My head dropped into the crook of her neck. “Please take me, Andres.”

My woman didn’t need to beg.

Our mouths fused as our bodies lined up perfectly. My hands explored the soft edges of her body while my girl touched my harder ones. Her leg hitched over my hip, the heel of her foot resting atop the small of my back, lining us perfectly together.

“You’re mine,” I growled a moment before my hips thrust forward. In one long thrust, I pushed my way into her body and groaned. The feeling was so fucking good my eyes about rolled to the back of my head. Her soft moans pierced my ears while I tried to find some sort of control. She felt so damn good underneath me. Soft and wet. “Made for me,” I groaned. I peeledmy eyes open and connected with her half-lidded ones. I stilled, praying I hadn’t hurt her or turn into a one-pump chump.

“Carmen,” I panted.

“You feel…” Her lips opened and shut. Worry hit my gut.

“I can pull out if it’s too much––“

“No.” Her hands wrapped around my neck and pulled me down. “You feel so good. I feel?—“

“What?” I strained. “Please tell me I didn’t hurt you,” I gritted. A glimmer flashed in those pretty eyes of hers, and she shook her head.

“No.” Her lips tipped up. “Feels good.” She shifted and clenched her tight little pussy around me. “I feel full. Complete.” Her hands stroked my face.

“That’s because you are.” I groaned. My hips moved on their own accord. “You’re mine.” I pulled out and thrust back into her, loving the soft gasps and sighs she made. “We fit. Perfectly.”

“Made for you.” She smiled as her body melded around mine. “More, harder, please, Sir.”

“Carmen––“ She was testing my willpower.

“I can take it, Sir.” Her gaze was confident. “I can take anything you want to give me,” she vowed. My little bookworm wanted to submit, and goddamn it, I wanted to dominate her. Protect and love her.Cherish her.

I kissed her as my body took its fill. Feeling and listening to every little whimpered moan. The way her pussy gripped my dick, tighter and wetter, I was walking a very thin line. My control was gone, but in the back of my head, even the animal in me needed to make sure our woman came not only first but hard. I drove her to the edge once, then twice.

Each of us paying the consequences, needing our release so damn bad we could taste it. Both times, she let me know just how close she was and didn’t shy away from whimpering her complaints when I slowed down.

It cost me, too.

My dick was practically weeping from the pain. I pulled out and rolled her onto all fours. The sight of her looking back at me, her perfect little ass up in the air, almost did me in. And when I entered her in that position, I knew there would be no more edging. No more games.

Take. Mark. Claim,replayed over and over in my head.Take. Mark. Claim.

She was so snug, so fucking tight around me, it was like being in heaven and hell all at the same time. My eyes dropped to the way her fingers dug into the sheets as she cried out for more. With one hand squeezing her hip, I let my other work the spot between us she needed to have touched. Her clit was swollen and needy and so sensitive she almost bucked off when I started to rub it.

“Andres!” she gasped, buckling forward, then my body covered hers. My chest pressed against her smooth back.

“Sir,” I corrected gruffly.

“Sir,” she gasped, and my lips pulled up as I kissed her neck.

“Good girl.” I praised. My lips dropped down to her shoulder, but my body didn’t stop. I rutted in and out of her. Hard. With force that made the bedframe shake forward. “Come for me, baby. Give me what I need. Come on my cock.”

“Yes, Sir,” she grunted. Her hips had already been working along to meet mine, but now it felt like she doubled the effort.

“Good girl,” I whispered into her neck. “Find it, beautiful,” I urged. I was so damn close to embarrassing myself. “I need you to come before I do, Carmen,” I strained, my teeth clenched together.

And then I felt it.

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