Page 58 of Inferno

Fuck.

My body tenses up as her cries rip through me and her walls clench around me, strangling my cock.

“Damn, heartbreaker. Your pussy is divine,” I grunt between thrusts.

“Decadent,” she manages to get out.

I chuckle, smacking her ass and tugging her hair harder.

I know she’s close as her body shakes, so I pull out and grab her, tossing her down on her back. I stand and position myself at the edge of the bed. Pushing open her thighs, I grab her hips and drag her to the edge. She wraps her calves around my hips and I lean over her, taking her hands and holding them with mine above her head, my other hand positions my cock at her entrance and I slide right in.

“So fucking good,” I groan as her slick heat smothers my dick.

“Mmmm.” Her eyes flutter closed. I take her swollen lips with mine and kiss her, squeezing her wrists as I almost reach my peak.

“You ready to jump with me?” I whisper against her lips.

She smiles, and my heart races.

“Yes. Take me with you,” she says softly.

Keeping one hand firmly on her wrists, I slide my other up her toned body and grip her throat and squeeze the pressure points on either side.

“Come all over my dick, like the good little filthy slut I know you are,” I command.

With a few final pumps, her back arches as she falls apart, crying out and shaking against me, and that throws me over the edge. I come so violently inside her I swear I’m seeing stars.

But I don’t take my eyes off her. As hers lock with mine, I give her everything. Filling her up with all I have.

“Good girl,” I rasp, slowing my pace.

Rather than withdrawing from her, I hold still. I want to stay inside her for as long as I can. I gather her in my arms and get on the bed, lying on my back and keep her on top of me.

Brushing her hair off her face, she nuzzles into my neck, her breathing still erratic.

“Don’t hide from me, heartbreaker,” I whisper, suddenly wanting to comfort her.

I press a kiss to the top of her head and she hugs me tighter.

Chapter 20

CHARLOTTE

Iclose my eyes and press myself hard against him.

Everything overwhelms me at once. Is this how it is supposed to feel?

Listening to his fast heartbeat soothes me. He strokes my head and holds me tight.

“You okay, baby?” he whispers softly.

He strokes my face and takes my chin between his thumb and finger, dragging me to face him. The concern on his face is evident as his brows furrow.

“Talk to me. Was that too much?”

I shake my head. He doesn’t know me. Not really. I can’t tell him the full truth. Although, I actually wish I could. Not that he could help me.

“You can tell me, heartbreaker. I won’t bite,” he says, licking his bottom lip.

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