He knew exactly how to drive me crazy in the most controlled manner. I planted both hands on the glass, even digging in my nails, longing to scratch the surface as another reminder I was here.
My mouth was dry, but my pussy was soaking wet, already throbbing from his rough touch. I closed my eyes as he drove two more fingers inside, now using his thumb to tease my tender bud.
“So wet for me. So damn hot. You’re on fire, baby.”
He was right. I could barely breathe, the intense yearning as strong as it had ever been. I bucked hard against his hand, goosebumps appearing down my arms.
As he reached around, cupping my breast, I threw back my head. “So bad,” I managed.
His chuckle was dark and sexy, the sound reverberating in my ears. “I think you hunger for my cock.”
“Oh, God, yes. Fuck me. Just fuck me.”
He rubbed his groin across my bottom as he pinched my nipple. The pain only added to the sheer excitement and the vibrant need to have him seated deep inside.
He took a few seconds to continue teasing me, even driving his juice-soaked fingers into his mouth. The glimmer of sun was unable to hide the sinful act and I bit my lower lip just to keep from crying out. I pushed backwards, the invitation as blatant as I could manage.
“Yes, my kitten is very hungry. Have you been a good girl?”
“Always.”
“You’re such a bad liar.” He nipped my ear and I felt the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance. Before thrusting the entire length inside, he cracked his hand against my bottom several times. The disciplinary move only added to the intimate moment, the heated passion that had forever been burned into my mind.
He was as famished as I was, the taunting now off the table as the ruthless man lost all patience. I was pulled into a sweet vacuum as soon as he plunged his shaft deep inside.
My muscles responded instantly, clamping around the huge invasion. I kept my eyes cinched closed, falling into the bliss even more. So many emotions raced through me, so many things to say entering my mind.
But I was stuck in a fog, unable to think or breathe. The moment he pulled out, I whimpered, clawing the glass.
Every sound he made was guttural, a telling of his needs. They were much stronger than before and when he drove into me again, the force pushed me against the glass. The tremendous sensations added to the fireworks going off in my body.
Together we were as one, an unlikely pairing that had allowed us to taste the fantasy everyone craved.
If only for a little while.
With every thrust, I was pushed closer and closer to pure ecstasy. A climax refused to be denied, my body nothing more than a toy for him to manipulate. The thought was delicious and filthy, pushing me even closer.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Yes.” My laugh skittered, my breathless words barely audible.
His strokes became brutal and he clasped his hands over mine, twining our fingers together as he pressed his face into my neck. With every nip, every drag of his rough tongue, I fell harder and deeper. That wasn’t allowed to happen. I couldn’t do this. I just… couldn’t.
As soon as I rose onto my toes, a climax rushed in, the tingling vibrations turning into a powerful wave.
“Oh!” My cry was ragged, strained as I did my best to hold back. That was almost impossible around a man like Havros. He’dawakened my own beast, allowing me to face the darkness in a way that could never be forgotten.
He continued pumping, driving me from one orgasm into another. My pulse echoed in my ears, my legs shaking. I dug my nails into his hands, the wild storm turning into a cataclysm.
While he continued pumping, I sensed his body was tense, his needs no longer able to be shoved aside. I opened my eyes, staring at his face as I squeezed my muscles.
“My beautiful kitten. Always. Remember us always.”
His body jerked and within seconds, I felt the sweet release of his hot cum as he erupted deep inside.
Memories would help with the darkness.
But what could I do with my aching heart?
CHAPTER 31