Page 89 of The Protégé

“Yes?” He blew at me and growled. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

His words calmed my erratic nerves. I heard the chair screech closer to the table. He sat down between my thighs, pressing in his face. His warm breath breathed life into my skin. Nerves woke in places I hadn’t considered until now. My thighs quivered as anticipation thrummed.

When he licked me, I bucked in pleasure.

“Fuck. You taste so good, Elena.” He repeated the gesture over and over as liquid heat poured out of my core. “You’re so beautiful.” He licked me up, and my vision blurred.

My arms flew out to grip the edge of the kitchen table. Sensation soared, and the inner muscles of my vagina tightened. I needed him inside me.

“Now.” I looked at him. “Please.”

“One second, baby.” He rose, stripped out of his boxers, and rushed to where his pants had dropped. When he came back, he wagged a condom in front of his face, looking adorable.

I couldn’t stop looking at his gloriously massive cock. Would it fit inside me? I’d never seen anything so beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

He pulled on the condom swiftly and held his cock at my entrance. “I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

“Please.” I braced my hands on the table.

He lifted my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Holding my gaze, he slid into me, one inch at a time. He felt so good. So unbelievably good. My inner muscles expanded to welcome his thickness.

“You okay?” he breathed.

I nodded and challenged him. “More.”

He grinned and increased his speed. Our wet skin slapped against each other, loud in the otherwise quiet night.

“How about now?” he asked.

“More!” I cried.

“You’re a fucking goddess.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

ORION

I couldn’t get enoughof her. I hammered into her, driving hard and fast. With each thrust, she cried out my name in pleasure. There was nothing more beautiful than the sound of her voice crying for me.

“You’re a sex maniac, Orion!” She looped her arms around my neck and kissed me while I fucked her.

Blood pounded in my ears as our mouths sought each other in desperation. She tasted like everything I’d ever wanted, but didn’t know until this moment. On one hand, it didn’t make any sense. But on the other, it made perfect sense. My logical and intuitive minds were blending together.

“You’re so fucking hot.” I gasped and absorbed her wild look. The messy hair, the darkened brown eyes gleaming with desire for me, and the swollen lips that begged for more kisses. She was a gorgeous wildflower, and she was mine.

Primal need surged in me as I extracted myself from her.

She pouted with disappointment, so I said, “Turn around. I want you from behind.”

Smiling, she turned and bent over, her arms stretching out on the kitchen table. I spanked her behind gently. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”

“Oh really? Since when?” She arched her back, and her fine ass greeted me.

“The car accident.” I bent down and dropped kisses on her glistening skin.

She released a moan and turned her head sideways toward the glass cabinet. Our eyes met in the reflection, and a mutual understanding passed between us. I loved that I could read her.

She enjoyed watching me adore her.

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