Page 107 of The Twilight Theft

As his lips finally pulled away from mine, Drew pressed the head of his cock against me, teasing and taunting as he rubbed it across my folds. A low moan escaped my throat at the sensation, and I arched my back, begging him with my body.

He chuckled softly before pushing forward, sinking inside of me.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned as he stretched my inner walls, filling me in one smooth motion.

His gaze locked onto mine, never breaking contact, exactly like he’d threatened. He settled his weight between my legs and began to move. Slowly. The steady rhythm made me want to scream with delight. His muscular arms flexed with each thrust, accentuating the power that radiated from him, and I couldn’t help but clutch onto his shoulders as I rode out the intense pleasure he was giving me.

Our hips met in a slow grind, both of us adjusting to the new connection between us. My hands roamed down his body, rolling over each muscle, cupping his ass as he moved inside me. “You’re so big.”

“And you’re so wet.” He leaned in to press a kiss to my cheek, then raised again to watch me. “Take me deeper.”

I shifted, wrapping my leg higher onto his waist, and he moaned in approval. His cock slid deeper with every push, filling me completely. Making me feel fully seen, utterly wanted. I moved my hands to his back, reveling in the smooth ridges of his muscles beneath my fingertips as he buried himself to the hilt and ground against my clit. It sent a shock wave through my core, causing me to clench down on him in response.

“That’s it,” he murmured, watching me intently as he moved faster. The mattress jostled with each thrust, the room filled with the sounds of skin smacking and grunts of exhilaration. His eyes fluttered closed but snapped open again quickly, locked purposefully on me.

“Holy shit,” I gasped as he picked up the pace, stretching me to the limit as he pounded into me. The head of his cock grazed my G-spot with every thrust, sending sparks of euphoria coursing through my body.

Drew’s eyes darkened and he leaned down to kiss me, his tongue dancing against mine as his other hand found its way between us, rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts.

I couldn’t help but dig my nails into his shoulders.

He broke the kiss again, pulling his face only inches from mine. “So fucking perfect.”

We were so close, connected in so many ways. It was more intense than ever before.

As he continued driving into me, I clenched my fingers in his hair, grounding myself. I needed to kiss him, but I needed to watch his eyes even more.

What was happening to me?

I sucked in a deep breath as the heady rush overtook me, and I let it rip apart everything I was. Ecstasy flooded every cell in my body, pulling me under and leaving me writhing beneath him.

He slammed into me with breathtaking ferocity, his powerful body claiming me with each movement. Drew’s face contorted as he followed me over the edge, his own release punctuated by a low growl of satisfaction. His muscles tightened with the force of his release, while his eyes struggled to remain open.

Mr. Control, glistening with sweat and utterly losing himself, was the most amazingly primal thing I’d ever seen. Once he was done, he blew out a slow breath and stared at me for a beat.

What was going through his head? Probably as much as was going through mine. A whole lot ofHoly shit, what was that?mixed with a littleWowand a hint ofLet’s do that again.

He collapsed onto the bed next to me, rolled onto his back, and finally closed his eyes. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”

I shifted onto my side and ran a hand over his chest. “I never took you for a missionary man.”

“I’m not.” He brought my hand to his lips. Then he pulled harder, so I was tucked in tightly against him. He wrapped his arm around my back and kissed the top of my head. “I’m also not a snuggler.”

“So what are we doing, then?”

“Trying to wrap our heads around what happened?”

My head wasn’t wrapping around anything.

“We should get dressed and leave. Scarlett’s expecting me back at Mosaic, and Craig’s likely expecting you. We could pretend this never happened.” But I didn’t want to. The way we’d connected. The way he hadn’t taken his eyes off mine as he came inside me. I’d never had that before. “We got it out of our systems and—”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“So, whatdoyou mean?”

He caught his fingers under my chin and forced my face up. His eyes flicked back and forth between mine, searching. “I mean, what if—”

His phone buzzed from somewhere in the room.

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