Page 49 of Accidentally Mine
He swept his dark hair back from his forehead, using one arm to keep from crushing me beneath his weight.I hooked one leg over his ass and pulled him down to me, spreading my legs, not caring how desperate I appeared.
“What do you want?”he ground out, teasing me with an almost sadistic smile as his cock pressed with urgency into my sex.The tip, pulsing and probing, radiated warmth between my legs, driving me wild, making me squirm with need, my hips rocking of their own accord.“You want this?”
I nodded eagerly.
As if to taunt me, he sat back and started fumbling in the night table drawer.A second later, I watched as he ripped the square packet with his teeth.A condom.Of course.I was so rusty when it came to this, I’d completely forgotten.
He pulled it out and rolled it on one-handed, his body never leaving contact with mine.He spread my legs and settled his weight between them.His sheathed tip pressed between my legs as he growled, saying words I couldn’t comprehend.
“Please,” I begged, but before I finished the word, he pushed inside me, inch by maddening inch.My eyes held his, widening as he slowly slid inside me, stretching me all the more.He was so long, so hard, and so alive inside me.
One of his hands twisted into my hair.“God, Roselynn, you feel so damn good.”
I gasped, curling my legs around him, clenching him to me with everything I had as I pressed my mouth to his jaw.He pulled out, and before I could react, drove back in, his hands spanning my waist, holding me immobile.
“More,” I keened.
His gaze turned dark and feral, clenched with desire.“I want it too, baby.Just as much as you do.”
I dug my fingers into his back, moving my hands over his muscular shoulders and thick biceps as he began to drill into me.The look on his face was deliciously raw and intense.A sheen of sweat on his forehead.The tendons in his neck tight in concentration.
The man knew what he was doing.I’d had one lover before, and I thought I’d seen a lot, but Brent was quickly showing me how little I knew about sex.
He shifted to kneeling on the bed, fastening a hand on my ankle and drawing me closer.He spread me open for him even farther, thrusting harder, finding a place inside me that had long been hidden that made my whole body come alive.
I’d heard women supposedly had a G-spot, but until now, I thought I might’ve been born without it.This man uncovered it for me, and zeroed in.Again and again, hitting that exact spot like he’d put it there himself.
I grasped his arms, moving with him, pulling his head down so our lips could meet.He picked up speed, the bed shaking and the headboard pounding against the wall.The edges of my vision blurred.I moaned louder, my breasts bouncing as I stroked my fingers along the indentations of his muscular ass.The friction spiraled out to my extremities, turning my entire body into a bundle of nerves.Every time he rocked his hips into me, it became more raw, beautiful and untamed.
“You’re beautiful, Roselynn,” he said, watching me with his hot, intense eyes.“I love watching you come.”His eyes bore into mine as he reached down between us and flicked a finger over my clit.
I came undone, screaming as another orgasm ripped through me, this one even more powerful than the last.With a strength I didn’t know I possessed, I pulled myself up until my breasts where pressed into his chest, grasping his smooth shoulders until the orgasm released me from its grasp.
Sagging back onto the bed, I pulled him down until he fully covered me, his weight pushing me into the mattress.He didn’t stop moving, driving, filling me up as I sank my teeth into the sweat covered skin of his shoulder, tasting his perfect salty sweetness.
One moment we were fucking and biting and growling, our wet bodies fused together with sweat.The next moment, he was shuddering, cock jerking inside me as he came, the sensation sending me flying over that edge again, screaming so loud that I swore the walls shook.
He let out a long groan, every muscle in his body tensing as he held himself deep inside me for a moment, gripping me to him with his powerful hands, his forehead pressed into my shoulder.I kept coming, every pore in my body screaming out a release so intense that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.But even so, I’d die happy.
But I wasn’t dead.In fact, I’d never felt more alive than in that moment.And as Brent rolled onto his elbow and ran a finger down my breastbone to my abdomen, the world had never seemed so vivid.
“For the record, Rebel,” he breathed, “your aunt was wrong.You’re far from frigid.In fact, you’re perfect.”
I laughed, pure joy filling me with the compliment.His skin was luminous in the moonlight, covered in a light sheen of sweat.I ran my finger down the ragged scar.“What’s this from?”I asked softly.
He fell onto his back, a low, bitter laugh escaping his throat.“I’mnotperfect.”
Pushing to my elbow, I kissed the very top of it, right below the hollow of his throat.“I beg to differ,” I said.“That performance was…um, just…wow.There are no words for what you just did to me.”
He laughed, the sound sexy.“What we did to each other.”
“You’ve clearly had a lot of experience in pleasing women,” I said, knowing I was headed into dangerous territory.But he knew my history.I had little experience with men.It was only fair I know his.
Turning onto his side to face me, he circled my nipple with a finger, causing a new heat to flare in my belly already.“Not that much, no.But there was one woman I especially wanted to please.”He flicked his tongue over the taunt nipple.“Glad to see I accomplished that mission.”
“Oh, you did.”My gaze went back to the scar.Try as I might to stop looking at it, my attention kept catching on it.
And he noticed.“I was in a car accident about two and a half years ago.”He lifted his head, put my hand on his skull.I felt a raised area there, like a semi-circle.A scar.God.It must have been some car accident.Horrible.
