Page 45 of Unmasked Legacy

Reaching down, he unbuttons my jeans and pushes them down my hips. Nerves swim through me at the thought of getting caught right now, but it’s also weirdly thrilling at the same time. I shove the jeans aside quickly, and Wolfe wastes no time pushing my panties aside and hauling me up onto his hips. God, I’ve always wanted to be fucked like this. Always.

“Do it deep,” I moan when his fingers swipe through my damp flesh. “And hard.”

“Fuck,” he growls. “Dirty girl.”

He doesn’t hesitate a second longer—he reaches for his jeans, jerking them down and freeing his cock.

“Hang onto me,” he growls, shoving a hand into his pocket and producing a condom. “Then roll this on.”

Oh.

My.

I take the condom, and using one hand to hold his shoulder, I rip it open with my teeth, tossing the packet to the ground before placing it over the head of his cock. While I’ve seen it before, I’m still stunned by just how impressive his dick actually is. Hard and thick, the piercing through the end, the veins poking out just enough to make it look dangerous. Gosh, this is going to feel incredible.

I slowly roll the condom down, letting the warmth of his dick brush against my fingers as I drag it, inch by inch, down his length until he’s covered. Then, I meet his blazing gaze and lick my lips. His eyes drop to my lips and he rasps, “Fuck you’re somethin’ else.”

“You can tell me all about that later,” I say, playfully. “Can you fuck me now?”

He grins, and then slowly sinks me onto his dick.

I stretch and burn around him, not having been with anyone for quite some time. At least a year, maybe more. I lost count. So the feeling of being filled, especially by someone that I am more than a little infatuated with, sends shivers up my spine. I clutch him as I hiss through gritted teeth, waiting for my body to adjust.

“Fuck,” he growls, “tightest little cunt I’ve ever felt. Jesus.”

A compliment I’ll take.

“It’s safe to say,” I gasp, nails digging into his shoulders, “that it has been a while.”

Whimpering, I clench my teeth as he finally sinks in all the way.

God. Yes.

Pure heaven.

“You ready?” he rasps into my ear.

“Yes.”

Then, he starts fucking me. Slow and steady at first, the perfect roll of his hips as he clutches my ass, then he picks up the pace, sliding his cock in and out, slamming against me, his huge body surrounding mine. It’s sensational, and the moans of pleasure that come from my lips is loud enough to draw attention, but I don’t care.

I don’t care about a single thing.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Fuck.”

His fingers bite into my flesh and his growls of pleasure send a thrill through my body. Knowing that he feels good because he’s inside me is exhilarating. Blissfully slow, the pleasure builds from the very inside of me, slowly stretching out until I’m so close to finding my release that I don’t even realizing my nails are drawing blood on his shoulders.

“What the fuck?”

The scream, coming from a woman, has our blissful moment coming to an abrupt halt.

“No,” I groan. “No. No. No.”

I already know who it is.

Once again, Esme has ruined a moment.

Wolfe mutters an angry curse, releasing me and pulling away, leaving me empty and ashamed.

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