Page 99 of Love Without Control

“Stop being a smartass and sit up here.” With little effort, Dane had me seated on the top bench while he kneeled on the lower one.

He growled before pulling off my towel and burying his face between my breasts. With long, slow licks, he dragged his tongue up and down my torso.

“Dane, stop it. I’m all sweaty,” I protested, trying to push him away, but he refused to relent.

“I know,” he murmured, continuing to lap at my feverish skin before finally diving in between my legs. My husband was always ferocious when he went down on me, using his tongue, lips, and teeth to maximum effect. He fucking loved it as much as I did.

“That feels amazing,” I breathed, pressing my palms against the wooden seat as Dane yanked my legs further apart. I looked down and watched him devouring me, perspiration dripping down my face and naked body. One of his hands slid up to squeeze my breast as his other one wrapped around his turgid cock.

“Nothing tastes better than you,” he groaned, licking through me before lapping at my clit with long, slow strokes. “I come so hard when I have your taste on my tongue while I fuck you.”

He continued using his mouth to bring me higher and higher, his dark head tilting from side to side as he ate every single inch of me. I reached down to grasp the back of his head, grinding myself against his face until I screamed out my orgasm to the cedar roof.

Dane’s grin was wrought of satisfaction when he lifted his wet face to look up at me. My own smile crept across my lips as he took one last lick, coating his tongue with… me.

Then he surprised me when he stood, walking to the pan in the corner and spitting onto the hot coals. The sizzle filled the air as he turned to me and said, “Fuck chamomile and lavender. I want this place to smell like my wife’s pussy.”

Well.

Dr. Dirty Talk has entered the chat.

A second later, he had me pushed to my back on the bench and was stretching his long body over mine, his cock pulsing at my entrance. With his burning gaze locked on mine, he pushed into me in one sharp thrust, causing both of us to groan.

The wood was warm against my back, but it had nothing on the heat radiating from Dane’s body as he began to move inside of me. His hair was pulled back at the nape of his neck, and I reached up to pull the elastic out, allowing it to form a curtain around us. There was something so intimate about that, and my heart squeezed in my chest.

I love you.

The thought slammed into me like a runaway freight train, and I spoke before I could stop myself. “Dane, do you love me?”

He immediately stopped moving, his brown eyes widening in shock and… something else.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Before I could even attempt to think of a way to brush off my hastily asked question, Dane pulled my legs around his waist and began thrusting into me again.

“Baby girl, every single molecule of air in my lungs belongs to you. Every drop of blood in my veins is yours. When my heart beats, it’s your name it calls.”

He fucked me with a vigor I had never experienced before, his body sliding up and down mine, lubricated by our combined sweat. The sounds of flesh on flesh met my ears, and I cupped his beautiful face, completely mesmerized as he continued talking in a low rasp.

“You are my everything, Eden. My morning, noon, and night. I would conquer the world for you… drain the seas and burn down the forests if it meant you would be mine.”

Oh. My. God.That was the best declaration I’d ever heard, and I tangled my hands in his hair and yanked his mouth to mine. We shared a groan as the head of his cock found a spot deep inside me and hit it with every hard thrust. When he circled his hips, my knees slid up his ribcage, giving him a new angle, and I dug my heels into his firm ass, urging him on.

Dane set a relentless pace with his hips, though his tongue remained unhurried in my mouth, tasting me with gentle, passionate lashes. An orgasm tingled along my nerve endings, and my butt lifted and fell in a perfect counter-rhythm to his body. We were both drenched in sweat, and he slid one hand down my slick body to cup my ass and tilt my pelvis up another inch.

“You’re perfect for me,” he murmured against my lips. “Your pussy forms around me until it’s in the shape of my cock. We were made for each other.”

And that pushed me over the edge, the wildfire of my climax eating me up as Dane rode me through it. I was sobbing when he lifted his head to look at me, and panic flashed across his gorgeous face.

“I’m sorry, Eden. Did I hurt you?” he asked, stilling inside me and brushing my soaked hair from my forehead. “I’m so sorry. I got carried away.”

“You didn’t,” I promised him. “It was just intense but so perfect.”

He breathed out his relief, kissing away my tears before resting his forehead against mine. “Thank god. I was so worried I went too far. I never want to—”

“You don’t have to treat me like a china doll,” I broke in, feeling two lines form between my eyebrows. “You can be rough with me, Dane. You can even… fuck me from behind.” I could hear the glimmer of hope in my voice with those last words. He hardly ever took me like that, and when he did, I could tell he was holding back.

His erection—still hard as stone since he hadn’t come yet—jerked inside me.He wants it as much as I do.“I want to, but I always worry it will trigger you since… you know…”

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