Page 189 of At the Edge of Surrender

A tower of vibrating strength.

Completely bare.

His cock hard and enormous with that piercing at the tip on full display. The emerald balls on either side of the rod struck in a ray of sunlight and sent colorful baubles of light scattering against the walls.

Maybe the whole intended effect was to have me hypnotized. Enthralled and mesmerized.

Because I was. I was completely caught up. Every molecule in my body lurched toward him in a fit of greed.

His tongue stroked over his bottom lip as he edged forward, the man watching me as he leaned over and traced his thumb over the button of my shorts.

And for one beat of a second, the cockiness evaporated. “You sure, Emery? All you do is say, and we stop.”

“I’m sure.”

I’d never been so sure of anything in my life.

His thick throat bobbed as he swallowed, and he gave me a short nod of understanding before he popped the row of buttons.

The breath left me as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of both my underwear and shorts. My back hit the mattress as he began to drag them down, my hips lifting from the bed to help him.

“Fuck,” he hissed as he wound them free.

He left me completely naked.

Bare and exposed.

And for once in my life, I wanted to be.

“You knock me straight onto my knees, Emery.” The hoarse words scraped through the dense, lust-soaked air. “The sight of you. Most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen. These legs and this body and that face. Every time I look at you, I’m done for.”

Energy thrashed.

A shockwave of it.

A storm that had gathered, the same as whatever this connection was had seemed to gather at the ends of the earth to bring us here together. A twisted, convoluted path that I didn’t fully understand.

One that I’d once believed so wrong, but right then, I was having a hard time accepting as fact.

“I’m going to take care of you. In every way.” A smoldering smirk took to his mouth as he leaned in closer. “And right now, I’m going to start with this sweet, drenched pussy.”

He dragged the tips of his fingers through my center.

Sparks flashed through my body.

“Kane,” I rasped toward the ceiling.

“I’ve barely touched you and you’re already about to come apart. The amount of pleasure I’m going to give you.”

“Please.”

He leaned down further, his mouth just brushing across my hip bone, and he kissed over my trembling belly, higher and higher as he murmured, “You’re going to fly, Emery. Soar and shine the way you were meant to do. I’m going to see to it.”

Chills lifted in the wake of his words.

I gripped onto his hair when he pushed two big fingers deep inside me.

“So tight and sweet. Think how it’s going to feel when I’m filling you with all of me.”

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