Page 265 of Ignite

It’s a battle of submission. It’s hot. Dangerous. Raw.

It’s us.

My hands glide into his hair, yanking his head back so he has to look at me.

As our eyes lock, we both grin.

I tip my chin defiantly.

“Roll on your back, sir, and let me ride your dick. Now.”

He nips my lip, then crashes his mouth over mine. I moan as he rolls us over.

Once I’m on top, I pull myself up, hands on his throat, putting pressure there to lift my ass and line myself up.

My mouth falls open as I sink down slowly, taking every inch. Letting him stretch me, fill me in ways that make me feel alive again.

“Oh, Conan,” I moan.

“So fuckin’ gorgeous, Hallie. Look at you. Fuck.”

His fingers dig into my ass as I start to bounce.

“Oh, shit.”

I roll my hips all the way down to the base, the pressure rubbing against my clit.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” he rasps.

I shake my head.

“You are. You’re so perfect to me.”

As I look at him, he’s just watching my eyes. Studying me. Admiring me.

I’ve never felt more seen. More beautiful.

I quicken the pace, using more force as our skin slaps.

My breath comes in ragged moans.

“Come on, baby. Give it to me.”

My moans turn to screams. He holds me by the throat, guiding my rhythm.

“Yes. That’s it. Take it like a good girl.”

He thrusts up to meet me.

“Hallie, I need to get deeper.”

Before I can answer, he sits up, scoots back against the headboard, still buried inside me.

“Conan. Be careful, please,” I whisper against his lips.

“You drive me wild, Hallie. I’ll be fine.”

He squeezes my throat, dragging me in for a kiss.

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