Page 41 of Rescued Hearts

Her orgasm came fast and untamed. She held nothing back as she shook apart for him. When one hand floundered in the air as if seeking a place to land, he captured it.

Linked their fingers.

Her eyes popped open and met his. His heart gave a hard jog in his chest and he pumped his fingers against her G-spot a few more times before pulling them free.

Holding her stare, he drew his cum-wet fingers to his lips and sucked.

“Oh god!” She didn’t lie there and wait for his next move. The woman erupted into a sitting position, wrapped her arms around him and yanked him on top of her.

Their mouths collided in a deep kiss hotter than the sun tattooed on her breast. She clawed at his jeans, shoved them down his hips.

When she reached into his briefs, giving him the same treatment he had her, he thought he might have finally met his match in the bedroom.

She curled her fingers around the base of his cock. “So thick.” She pumped it once and then drew his length free of the fabric.

Her stare washed over his body in appreciation, and her tongue darted across her full, swollen, delicious bottom lip.

A low vibration in his chest washed up his throat and burst out as he kissed this woman like it was their last day on earth. Desperation made his hands shake as he reached out and fumbled open the nightstand drawer. He had never needed the brand-new box of condoms, but he wasn’t a guy who didn’t come prepared.

He snagged one out of the box and rolled off her. Lying flat on his back next to Honor lasted all of one heartbeat before she threw her leg over him, straddling him.

His concentration broke and his hand quit working as he stared up at the goddess seated on top of him, her body glorious. Her exquisite scent wrapping around him.

“Let me.” She took the condom from his useless fingers. Just the touch of her hand on him damn near stripped away the last of his control, but he managed to cling to the idea of sinking into her scorching heat.

Once the rubber was situated, he gripped Honor by the hips. She pushed onto her knees, giving him access to her splayed thighs.

When he angled his cock toward her soaking center, she took over by sliding down him.

Slow inch by slow inch, she took his cock right to the base.

She fell still, eyes burning into his. Then she tossed her head back and moaned. The long strands of her hair tickled the backs of his knuckles where he gripped her hips.

Then she began to ride him.

“You’re…so…big.” She rolled her hips in a withdrawing motion before dropping down his length again.

Balls-deep.

He gritted his teeth. The need to blow hovered far too close for his peace of mind. The urge to bellow like a wild beast might startle her out of the moment, so he held back.

“You’retight. Hot. Soaked for me.”

She issued a noise at the back of her throat that undid him.

Gray grabbed her and tumbled her onto the mattress even as he claimed her mouth for his own. She looped her arms around his shoulders, anchoring him to her as he churned his hips and ground his cock deep.

The dark need simmering in his core exploded in a shower of ecstasy. He yanked her into his every thrust and ravished her mouth, her neck, her breasts as he drove them both to the finale.

“Gray!”

Her name simmered on his lips, but he couldn’t utter a sound, too lost in the small flutters of her inner walls around his cock.

He sank deeper, and she came on a sharp cry, taking him over the edge with her.

Blinding pleasure stole his every coherent thought until the final spurt shot out of him. When he collapsed, he rolled to the side, giving her space to breathe as they recovered.

Her breaths came in shallow pants, then changed to something deeper and more rhythmic. Cracking an eye, he found her only inches away, a soft smile playing around the corners of her beautiful mouth.

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