Page 57 of Heart of Stone
"But I need more."
He chuckles as he clips his hips forward again, causing me to moan. "Tell me what you want me to do."
I can feel the tension building again, coiling in my stomach and lower down. I grab his ass, extracting a low moan from him as he picks up the pace. "Faster, harder."
He catches my mouth in a feral kiss. His tongue moves against mine as he thrusts within me, one hand tangling in my hair while the other grips my hip.
Every touch feels like he is trying to memorize me, learn every curve, every response.
"That's it," he murmurs against my lips. "Let me hear you."
My nails rake down his back as pleasure builds between us. The weight of him above me, the strength in his arms as he holds himself up, the way his muscles move under my hands—it is overwhelming in the best way.
"You feel so good," he groans, his rhythm faltering slightly.
I tighten my legs around him, drawing him deeper. The new angle has us both moaning.
"Hawk," I gasp. "I need?—"
"I know what you need." His hand slides between us, finding exactly the right spot. "Come for me, little lamb. Let go."
The endearment, spoken in that rough voice, pushes me over the edge. I shatter around him, his name a cry on my lips. He follows moments later, burying his face in my neck as he groans my name.
He collapses onto me, his weight deliciously heavy.
We lay there, panting as our breathing evens out. His still-hard cock lies between us, the condom a reminder of what has just transpired.
With a groan, Hawk rolls off me and onto his side, pulling me into him. Exhausted, I allow him to hold me, curling against his chest. Our breathing slows, the sweat on our skin cooling.
With a sigh, I make to move but am stopped by his arms that clamp tight around me.
"Where you going?"
I glance up at him. "To bed."
"You're already in bed."
"I meant my bed."
"Babe." Hawk squeezes his arms, holding me in place. "Stay."
My eyebrows rise. "Really?"
"Mm." He pulls me in for a kiss. "Don't read into it. I just want to be able to fuck you later."
I chuckle, shoving his face away playfully. "What an offer."
His arms tighten around me. "Seriously, Andi. Stay."
I lift my head to meet his eyes, seeing in them everything I'd been afraid to want.
"Okay. Just for tonight."
His sly grin steals my breath.
"We'll see."
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