Page 40 of Dangerous Devotion

He leaned in and took her mouth at the same second he thrust his cock inside her.

He stretched her, overfilled her. The burn of lust tripled.

When he began to move, they shared a low groan. The flip of their tongues, the slap of their bodies toyed with the music of their moans.

She wrapped her legs around his body, and he pushed deeper.

“Fuck! May…” He took the kiss to a new level as he fucked her hard, deep and thoroughly.

Before she expected it, the tightening of his chiseled muscles sent her over the edge into a screaming orgasm. She gripped him tight and threw herself into kissing the man moving inside her.

The jerk of his hips surged in a faster rhythm. When she felt him stiffen, she twisted her mouth from his. She wanted to see his face when he came apart.

She didn’t know why.

She shouldn’t want to see the bliss pass over his ruggedly handsome face.

But she had to.

It was just as good as she hoped for. His jaw tensed around a low growl rumbling up his throat, and the cords in his neck showed just how much he held back as his spurts of cum shot out of him on each plunge.

Her insides clenched around his length, pulling him deeper. She sighed against his chest. Her fingers drew little designs on his broad shoulders.

Resting his chin on top of her head, he exhaled slowly, ruffling her hair.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, and that surprised her since he was so much bigger than she was.

The weight of everything they’d done melted away, along with any need to argue.

Or so she thought.

“I knew I’d win you over with my charm.”

“Hold up.” She pushed on his shoulders so he leaned away from her. “You actually think you won me over withcharm?”

“Absolutely. It was inevitable.”

“Inevitable? You must have lost all your brain cells during the sex, because I only remember how you endlessly annoyed me.”

“You mean I’m annoyingly charming.”

She gave him a flat look that had him chuckling. To keep from laughing too, she twisted her lips, trapping any noise inside.

His glorious body caught her attention, but the tender kiss he brushed across her lips made her forget what they were even arguing about this time.

She curled her fingers into his biceps, holding on to the moment—on to him.

NINE

May stretched languidly beneath the sheets, her silky skin brushing across Henner’s in all the ways that brought him instantly awake. He turned his head and brushed his lips over her shoulder, then trailed to the curve of her neck.

Though a shiver of pleasure ran through her, she heaved a dramatic sigh like she was put out by his laser focus on her and her alone.

In this bed, it was only them. But reality wasn’t easily ignored. The warmth between them couldn’t shield them from what waited for them outside these walls. They had roles to play and a mission to complete.

“We have to get up.” She made no attempt to move.

He hummed against her skin and anchored her to the bed with his arm across her middle. “Hmm. Do we?”

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