Page 195 of Texting Dr. Stalker

He let out an explosive breath, his erection throbbing in my hand.

“Sailor…fuck.” He kissed me again, meanly, desperately. “You’re making me lose my goddamn mind.”

With the blackness blinding me, my other senses turned ruthlessly sharp.

His voice. His smell. His energy.

They weren’t unknown.

I’d heard his voice for years. I’d smelled his crisp, clean scent on the summer breeze. I recognised the electricity of his soul almost as if it were mine.

Something bound us together with familiarity while he kept me blind and dined on me.

Was this what people meant when they said they found their soulmate?

Was it normal to feel as if you knew someone to the depths of their being when you didn’t even know their face?

“Put me inside you,” he whisper-choked against my ear. “Now. Before I come all over you.”

I shuddered as every part of me turned into molten obedience.

Arching up on my knees, I angled him and hovered.

When I didn’t sink down, he groaned, “Are you trying to kill me? What are you waiting for?” His hand fell from around my throat, trailing to my breast and squeezing hard. “Do it. Before I break.”

“I can’t see.” I licked my lips. “I don’t know where—”

“Let me.” His large hand wrapped around my smaller one, making me squeeze him extra hard. Pushing forward a little, he kissed the tip of my nose. “Now sit.”

I obeyed.

I went slow until I felt absolute heaven.

His crown pressed against my entrance, unapologetically thick and hot and hard.

“Christ, you’re killing me.” His other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me forward and pushing me down.

I smirked despite my heart flying out of my chest. I cried out as the first inch of him sank inside me. “Do you want me to stop?”

He let out the hottest, sexiest groan. “You stop and I die. It’s as simple as that.”

“Well then…” I clung to his shoulders and sank a little deeper. “We can’t have that.”

Another inch.

Another madness.

We both cried out. Trembling hard.

We couldn’t speak as I sank down and down, stretching over him, claiming him deep,deepinside me. Yanking our combined grip off his cock, he captured my cheeks again and smashed his mouth to mine.

He kissed me between snatches of air and tortured groans.

He kissed me as I kept sinking.

His size pinched me with his ownership. His body twitched as if he was seconds away from losing control.

The moment I sat on his thighs, joined in every way possible, we both froze.

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