Page 104 of Cross Check Hearts

“Do it,” she moans breathlessly, pressing her pussy against my hand as if seeking relief.

Raw need courses through me, and I push her back against the door, forcing a gasp of surprise out of her. I fumble with my belt in the darkness, quickly undoing it and dropping my pants to my ankles. Hannah hikes her dress up over her hips, giving me full access, and I use the door as a balance to lift her up and position my cock at her entrance.

“I need you now,” she whimpers with desperate need, her legs wrapping around my waist.

“Good,” I growl, and I don’t hesitate.

I lower her down onto my cock, driving into her with one thrust. She whimpers in surprise and pleasure, her wide eyes shining in the darkness as she tries to adjust to my size. She buries her face in my neck and clenches around me as she comes instantly. I keep no distance between us, hungrily thrusting in and out of her and grinding my body against her clit to work her through it.

“That’s it, hummingbird,” I whisper harshly against her ear. “Come all over my cock. Let me feel you.”

Her head falls back against the door, her lips parting like she’s going to scream, but my hand flies to her mouth, clamping over it to muffle the sound as she falls to pieces around my cock. Her body trembles against mine, her inner walls gripping me like a vise as she rides out her orgasm.

The sight of her coming undone in my arms makes something possessive and primal surge through me.

“You’re fucking perfect,” I murmur against her neck, nipping at her skin. “So fucking good coming on my cock like that.”

As her orgasm passes and she slumps forward onto me, her forehead resting against mine, I drop my hand from her mouth to kiss her. My cock throbs inside her, dying for friction and release.

When our lips break apart, I can feel her breath mingling with mine in the small space between us as I whisper, “Do you want more?”

Her breath hitches, but she nods immediately, and just the sight of it makes my cock swell.

“Good girl,” I rasp. “If I give it to you, can you keep quiet?”

Chapter45

Hannah

I stare into Declan’s blazing eyes, my pussy still fluttering around his cock, and shake my head because it’s all I can manage for a moment. The feeling of him inside me, his cock so long and thick that I swear I can feel iteverywhereas my body shudders through the aftershocks of the orgasm he just gave me, overrides everything else.

“No. I can’t.”

My truthful response comes out breathlessly, and Declan’s lips curve into a possessive smile that makes my heart stutter.

“You know what?” he growls, his eyes darkening. “I’m good with that answer.”

Without warning, he drives into me again, pushing a gasp out of my already ragged throat. He holds still there, the thick base of his cock stretching me to my max, as I struggle to catch my breath and keep my eyes focused on him.

“God, you feel incredible wrapped around me,” he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. “So perfect. So fucking tight.”

“Declan,” I whimper, my nails digging into his shoulders through the soft material of his suit jacket.

“You like having my cock deep inside you, don’t you?” he whispers against my ear. “Tell me how much you want it.”

“I want it so much,” I gasp, squirming against him. “Please, don’t stop. Keep fucking me.”

Declan’s nostrils flare, the amber flecks in his eyes burning like banked coals. As if he can’t resist me when I beg for him like this, he draws back and then starts fucking me hard and fast against the door. The wood creaks softly with each powerful thrust, the quiet sound mixing with our grunts and whimpers in the small space.

My hands move on their own to hold his face between them. I don’t ever want to forget the intensity in his eyes—how he looks at me like I’m everything he’s ever wanted. It’s like something primal has overtaken him, and the way he seems consumed by the need to make me come again sweeps me up into the same hurricane of need that I see reflected in his eyes.

Having sex where anyone could walk in on us is beyond reckless, but I don’t care about that right now. I can’t eventhinkabout that right now. Every time his body slams into mine, burying his cock deep inside me, a deep grunt rumbles out of him. His pupils are blown wide with desire as he stares down at me, the muscles in his neck straining with each powerful thrust.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he groans, his teeth grazing my neck. “I can’t get enough of this sweet pussy. It was made for me.”

“Yes,” I breathe, my hips moving desperately against his. “Nobody’s ever made me feel like this.”

“Tell me how it feels,” he demands, his fingers digging into my ass as he holds me in place against the door. “Tell me what I do to you.”

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