Page 161 of Under an Endless Moon

The threat of bliss blooming on the horizon.

His hips snapped as he drove into me, the man an onslaught of greed.

He curled a big arm around the top of my head, covering me whole as he surged down to capture my mouth in a kiss that nearly sent me sailing.

At the same time, he wound his other hand between us and circled his fingertips around my clit.

Fire flashed.

A wave of heat that blistered beneath the surface of my skin.

“Oh God…please…yes…harder.”

Otto groaned. “You don’t know what you’re askin’ for, Moonflower.”

It was close to a warning. Maybe a promise.

I smoldered beneath it, sure it was the man who was going to be the one to do me in.

Ravage and devastate.

“I want everything you could ever give me.”

He looped an arm under my thigh so he could spread me wider and shifted the angle.

The fat head of his cock hit that sensitive spot inside me as he took me again and again.

I started gasping, jutting up in desperation as the pleasure grew and bound. Gathering strength with each slam of his body.

It was hard and messy and desperate, and he was suddenly on his knees, keeping me open with one hand as he played me into disorder with the other, thumb circling and circling my throbbing bud as he pounded into me.

He looked like a beast right then.

The light had dimmed in his room as the sun melted away, and the man had shifted to shadow.

Skin glistening with sweat, every muscle in his body taut and flexing.

Eyes a scourge of dominance.

I loved it. Loved the claiming. The way he marked himself so deep inside me there would be no way for me to unwrite him.

My fantasy.

My secret.

My heart.

“I can feel you gettin’ ready to split. Let me see you glow, Moonflower. Let me see you come alive beneath me.”

He lifted my hips from the bed and rocked into me as he swirled his thumb around my clit.

It cracked me wide open, and a rush of ecstasy tore through my body.

A shockwave of bliss.

A torrent of pleasure.

And I swore that the ground no longer held me.

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