Page 142 of Take My Name
God. Fucking. Dammit.
“Jesus Christ, Maze.” I bite down on her neck, making sure she’s properly branded. “By the time I’m done markin’ you from the inside out, you’ll forever feel me with each step you take.”
“Please, yes…”
“Face down, baby. And hold on to somethin’.”
Rubbing my cock down her crack, I smack it against her pussy a few times before sliding inside. It’s so tight, I can hardly control myself, but I’m not coming until she’s squirted all over me first.
My fingers bruise her sides as I impale her over and over,reaching deeper with each thrust, and when I adjust my angle, hit that sweet spot inside her.
“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck,” she mutters into a pillow.
I slap her ass, making her scream out again.
“Such a good fuckin’ girl for me,” I growl, unable to control my own moans.
“Shit, you’re deep,” she breathes out, arching lower.
“And you’re takin’ it so good, baby.” I stare at my cock, pounding into her, and squeeze her hips harder.
Feeling her wrapped around me, panting and shaking, makes something inside me snap. Years of wishing for this, thinking it’d never happen again, makes me possessive as hell. I never want another man breathing around her, nevertheless, touching her.
“Warren, please. I’m so close. Let me come…”
“Tell me you’re mine.” I thrust my hips harder, the way she wants.
“I’m yours,” she promises.
“You wanna come?”
“Yes…so badly.”
Grabbing around her waist, I pull her up so we’re glued together.
“You think I should let you after the way you broke me?” I growl in her ear.
Her breath hitches and she shakes her head. “It’ll never happen again.”
Even after everything, I believe her.
“Fuckin’ beg me, Maze.” I reach down and tease her clit. “Beg me not to stop right now and keep it from you.”
“I’ll do anythin’, please.” She moans when I find that perfect rhythm. “Pleasepleaseplease.”
“On your stomach, baby.” I help guide her down but thenturn her to the side and settle in behind her body. Propping up her leg, I slide in deep without having to hold myself up. “Now breathe.”
I cradle her head, bury my face in her neck, and drive into her. Sliding my hand down, I rub over her piercing, and moments later, she cries out.
“Thatta girl, come on my cock,” I murmur in her ear, wrapping my fingers around her throat so I can feel the pleasure vibrate through her.
A gasp followed by full-body shaking has me teetering on the edge of losing it.
“Holy. Shit.” Her body melts against me.
I kiss along her neck, soaking in every minute. “I’m almost there, love. Roll on your back.”
When she moves, I straddle her waist and remove the condom.
