Page 21 of Baby I'm Yours

I rip at her clothes, and she rips at mine, both of us too needy to waste a second with slow or sensual.

We both clearly need to fuck, and we need itnow.

“Yes, yes, please,” she chants as she wraps her legs around my waist, grinding against me with a needy groan that tests every ounce of my control.

“Impatient little thing,” I murmur against her throat, enjoying the way she shivers and her nails dig deeper into my bare shoulders. We’re down to her panties and my boxer briefs and I can’t wait for there to be nothing between us but skin. “Were you thinking about this all day? About getting fucked hard on the floor, right here?”

I drag her panties down her thighs, taking a beat to appreciate how fucking sexy she looks, turned on and spread wide for me in the fading sunset light, before lengthening myself on top of her again.

“You know I was.” She rocks against my cock again through my boxers, seeking friction. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you pretty much constantly since Sunday night.”

“Me, too.” I nip at the pulse throbbing in her neck. “Fuck, Elaina, you’re so wet I can feel you through the cotton.”

She grips my face in her hands, urging me back until our eyes meet. Hers are dark with desire and so damned sexy, they steal the air from my lungs. “Then you’d better take your boxers off and feel me with your dick. Right now, Hunter. Right fucking now before I lose my damned mind.”

She pulls me back to her, kissing me even harder, until our teeth press together behind our lips and my pulse is thundering in my ears. Until I’m so hard my balls drag painfully between my legs, and I know I can’t wait much longer to give her what’s she’s asking for.

But notbeggingfor…

Not yet.

And I really would like to hear her beg…

“Look at you,” I growl against her lips as I finger her slick, swollen folds. “So eager to take my cock. To take my come. To let me fuck you bare.”

She shudders, her inner walls clenching around my fingers. “God, Hunter…”

“Do you like that, Elaina?” I curl my fingers just so, making her gasp. “When I talk about how I’m going to fuck a baby into you? How I’m going to ride you hard and come buried to the hilt in your pussy?”

“Please, I— Please…” She breaks off with a moan as I find her sweet spot. Her head falls back, baring her throat to me as she gasps.

“That’s right, baby,” I say, so close to losing control that my voice shakes. “That’s what I want. Say please. Be a good girl and beg for my dick. I know you want to.”

“Fuck you,” she says, but she’s still clinging to my shoulders, still panting and whimpering in a way that makes my cock start to leak. “You’re such an asshole.”

“I tried to warn you,” I say. “Now beg, baby. Beg for what you need.”

“Fuck me, please,” she says in a rush. “Please, I need it so bad. Please, Hunter. Please. Fuck me hard and deep, please!”

“And then what?” I shove my boxer briefs down below my knees with one hand before kicking them off. “Then what do you need?” I position myself at her dripping entrance, but don’t shift a single centimeter forward.

I wait until she looks up, her eyes locking with mine as she breathes, “I need you to come inside me. Come deep inside. Make me yours.”

That primitive, possessive part of me roars in my chest.

Mine.

Shewillbe mine. At least for a little while.

I claim her mouth in another searing kiss as I ease into her, inch by throbbing inch.

She moans as I breach her entrance, slow and steady, drawing out the pleasure—the torture—for both of us. “Please, give it to me, Hunter. All of it. I can take it.”

“I know you can, baby.” I push deeper, savoring the way she stretches around me. “You were made for taking my cock.”

Her head falls back with a gasp. “Oh God, yes, more. More, please.”

I give her what she needs, what we both need, driving deep in one final thrust that makes her cry out. The sound echoes off the wooden walls, mingling with the distant music from the reception and the crash of waves below.

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