Page 61 of Rescued Hearts

She gasped out as he strummed her bundle of nerves. The pressure mounting inside her wasn’t even close to being slaked.

She dug her fingers into his shoulder and leaned up to kiss him with all the emotion throbbing through her. The dark need had tipped like cool water over the edge of a mountain, pouring into a refreshing rush of emotion.

She closed her eyes on the sensation, holding it tight. She never expected to feel anything for another man for a long time. But the universe had other plans for her.

His warm lips brushed across hers. Shivers spread through her, and she clung to him. Desire throbbed in the air.

He couldn’t get that condom over his hard cock fast enough. By the time he was prepped and poised at the V of her thighs, she was breathless with want.

In one long glide, he filled her. Stretched her inner walls.

And claimed her heart.

She cried out and clamped around him, arms and legs wrapped tight around his muscled body. The smooth withdrawal made her shake. Every plunge made her see fireworks.

His warm lips brushed against hers, teasing her with the barest flicker of heat against her mouth. The shivers spreading through her limbs were real—undeniable.

Right now, Gray was the only thing anchoring her to the earth. Desire hummed in her core like an electric wire, alive with feeling.

His breath came low and ragged. She answered with a tilt of her hips in an unspoken plea.

In one devasting stroke, he sank inside her again. Their gazes locked. She couldn’t look away even if a meteor hit the house. Her breath hitched as her inner walls stretched to take every inch of him. The delicious pressure made her toes curl into the backs of his thighs.

He was thick and hot. Seated deep. Her entire body seemed to shudder.

Digging her fingers into the hard muscles of his back, she let out a sigh that sounded like a moan.

He growled. “Fuck, sugar. You feel so damn good.”

With agonizing slowness, he withdrew. Her body gripped at him, not wanting to let him go. But only a blink of time passed before he was thrusting deep again. Harder. The bed rocked, and she clamped around Gray’s body instinctively, her body molding to him.

He withdrew again, leaving her empty for a single heartbeat before he filled her once more.

Her head tipped back, and a sharp cry slipped out of her. The pleasure in her nerves built like the steady rhythm of his thrusts. Deep, steady strokes drove them both higher.Each plunge left her gasping, and with every thrust, she was unraveling underneath him.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, breaths ragged and muscles taut, like he clung to the edge of release with her.

“You’re gonna kill me, sugar.”

Her nails bit into the corded muscles of his shoulders. “Then die with me.”

His surprised chuckle vibrated through her skin, but a second later, she tightened her thighs around him, pulling him deeper, and that laugh turned into a groan.

The tension coiled tighter. They shot higher. She was caught on the edge of something wild and uncontrollable.

“Gray!”

“I got you.”

In that moment, and every moment since she met him, he did.

With one more perfect, mind-numbing thrust, she shattered. Her release consumed her in a tidal wave. Blinded by the pleasure throbbing through her, the only thing she was aware of was Gray tipping over the edge with her.

As he buried himself deep, he groaned her name. His entire body grew rigid, and he pushed on until the groan escaped him, and he collapsed.

She lay there, breathless and tangled up with her lover.

There wasn’t any other place on the planet she wanted to be. As their hearts began to even out and the perspiration began to cool on their skin, Honor never felt safer.

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