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“Please!”
I pushed inside of her all the way to her cervix, and she nearly sprinted forward.
“Aht, aht. There’s no getting away from me now.”
I plunged repeatedly—out, in, beating her down as she cried, cursed, whimpered, and vibrated. Pleasure ripped through my body down to the soles of my feet, and I bent forward, dipping and digging in her pussy while I bit into her shoulder.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” she cursed, and tears sprang from her eyes as I fucked her harder with each thrust.
“Christian! Oh! Oh! Yeeeeeeeesss!”
I could feel my orgasm build, and my footing became unsteady the more I held myself back.
“Grrrrgh fuck!”
“I’m sorry I can’t hold it back,” she cried. “I can’t, I can’t!”
She came all over my dick, her warm, wet cream becoming my undoing.
“Fuck! Fuuuuck!”
I rocked her with so much intensity that we could meld together. Releasing her, I jerked from her body and splashed her ass as I came.
“Naoooomiiiiii!”
“Oh!” She turned to face me, sat forward, and closed her mouth around my dripping erection to taste what she’d pulled out of me.
Those desire-filled feline eyes only made me want to destroy that pretty pussy more, and since I’d managed to get her all to myself, I’d spend the rest of our time doing nothing but that.
Chapter
Thirteen
CHRISTIAN
The villa wasquiet except for the sound of birds outside and Naomi’s soft breathing beside me. I’d been awake for an hour, just watching her sleep, memorizing the contours of her peaceful face. There were no nightmares last night. At least, it didn’t appear to be, but if there had been I would’ve been ready to save her from them.
Our flight wasn’t until three, but I knew once we started moving toward departure, this bubble we’d created would begin to crack. Here, in this bed, with her arm thrown across my chest and her forehead relaxed against me, I could pretend we were just a man and woman who belonged together.
She stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find me watching her.
“Good morning,” she said huskily.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
She stretched, and her soft body moved against mine, heating my blood. “What time is it?”
“Early. We have time.”
“Time for what?”
“Time to pretend we don’t have to leave today.”
Her brows dipped. “We can’t stay in bed forever.”
“We can try.”
She laughed softly, pressing a kiss to my chest. “I’m hungry.”
