Page 123 of The Retaliation You Deliver
“Give me your worst, Dunn. You know I can take it.”
“Fuuuuck,” he groans, pushing forward and filling me to the hilt.
My back aches against the stairs as he drags me down, forcing himself even deeper into my body before he really starts to fuck me.
“I promise I’ll give you slow and sweet later. Right now, I just need—”
“Fuck me, Leon. Take me exactly as you need to.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect. Fucking perfect.”
He thrusts into me like a man possessed and I lap up every moment of it, clawing at his back as my next release makes itself known.
“Macie, Macie, Macie,” he whispers in my ear as his body begins to tremble with his restraint. The muscles in his strong arms pulled tight on either side of my head. “Me and you, baby. It’s just me and you.”
With one final powerful thrust, I fall, my release slamming into me almost out of nowhere as his cock swells inside me, his body stilling before he throws his head back and roars out his release.
His cock jerks inside me, filling me, for long seconds as we both begin to come down from our high.
“Fuck,” he breathes, dropping his brow to my shoulders and dragging in deep, heaving breaths.
Running my nails down his sweaty back, he shudders and I feel him smile.
“I can’t get enough of you, Red.”
Lifting his head, he looks down at me, allowing me to see the honesty that’s oozing from his eyes.
“Leon, I—”
“No,” he says, pressing his fingers to my lips. “Don’t say it because I did. I just… I couldn’t keep it in any longer.”
My heart aches for this incredibly sweet, yet broken man.
“Oh, Lee,” I breathe, cupping his cheek. “You’re scared I don’t feel it too, right?”
He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobs with the move. It’s the only response I need to know I’m right.
“I’m falling right alongside you,” I whisper. “It’s just me and you, baby.”
His fear begins to edge away at my words and a smile twitches at the corner of his lips.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I shift, my body aching from the position I’m in and his eyes widen in horror.
“Shit. That must hurt. I’m sorry, I—”
“Don’t apologize for that.”
“I know but it was—”
“Hot,” I answer for him.
His signature cocky smirk plays on his lips as he stares down at me with my legs spread and my clothes all over the place.
“Yeah, you could say that again,” he mutters.
