Page 99 of Recon Rendezvous

Smoldering eyes meet mine, that gorgeous smirk on his wet, swollen lips, then he winks, and dives back in.

Should I have known better than to challenge this man?

Probably.

Do I regret it?

That would be a hell no.

Coming on his tongue with a shout, I’m flipped over and on my knees in a blink of an eye, before he’s plunging in so deeply, I scream into a pillow, my hands grappling with the sheets as I hold on for dear life. My body is still sensitive after the festivities from last night and I quiver and pulse around his thick dick.

“Look what you do to me. I just want to fuck and breed you all damn day.”

His growly voice sends tremors through my body. “Oh, god,” I gasp, and his fingers tighten on my hips.

“I know, baby.”

Whimpers tumble from me as his big hand gets the perfect grip of my hair, and he holds me where he wants me.

“Here I was, trying to have a nice romantic morning with you, but you sidetracked me.”

I bite my lip and push back for more, his words stirring a whirlwind of emotions in my chest.

“But you’re so damn pretty. Fucking perfect in my bed. All this beautiful skin, soft and silky, stretched out, tempting me to steal a taste.”

The slapping of our skin as our bodies come together again and again fills the room as we grunt and moan moving closer to our release. A sharp bite to my back pulls a cry from me.

“Look how pretty you are taking my cock. My needy little slut,” falls from his lips as his fingers find my clit, and with just a few swipes, I clench and come hard, fighting for my next breath.

“You’re so good to my dick,” he growls, his hand still working my clit. “You were made to take me.”

His words, in that rough fucking voice. If I hadn’t just come my brains out, I’d explode, but I can’t let him have the upper hand this time.

Reaching between my legs, my hand finds his thick dick as it slides in and out of me. His hips stutter as he groans.

“Fuck, baby. You’re trying to make me come?” His voice wavers as he tries to hold off.

“Yes, I want it, Xan. Every last drop. Breed me.”

My hand moves to his balls then, and he cries out as I gently scrape my nails across the warm skin.

My smile is victorious as he comes, holding himself deep inside me, and I push back, leaving no space between us as he twitches and pulses.

Collapsing on top of me, I beam into the pillow. I did that. I brought this incredible man to his knees, and he was more than willing to do it.

“What are you smiling at?” Warm breath tickles my ear as goose bumps prickle across my skin as he peppers me with kisses.

Shifting beside me, we share a pillow, and one of those big hands I love strokes my back before cradling my face. His eyes roam my face in the way that I love, and I lay my heart at his feet.

“Are we really doing this?” I hold my breath as my gaze clings to his.

Heat flares in his eyes as he yanks me in, our lips a whisper apart, and he growls, “You’re damn right. You’re mine and I’m never letting you go again.”

With a kiss that steals my breath, and my heart all over again, I drift off to sleep, a goofy grin firmly in place.

The sunlight streaming through the curtains wakes me from a sleep filled with forgotten sweet dreams, leaving me with a deep sense of contentment and tenderness. Turning over, I pull the duvet into my body, giving it a squeeze, and I search the room.

Disappointment unfurls in my stomach that I didn’t wake up in Xander’s arms.We’ll have to talk about that.But at least I have a little time to think about all the things that have gone down in the span of fifteen hours. Maybe even the last seventy-two hours. From the wonderful high of our date, to the low of thinking I’d pushed him away, and the skyward trajectory we were currently on, I send my gratitude up into the universe. These feelings I’d tried so hard to bury deep inside had finally burst free and nothing had ever tasted sweeter.

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