Page 132 of Stepping Into Tomorrow

“I’m going to fuck your pussy and make you cream all over me. You’re gonna scream for me like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You can’t come until I tell you—is that clear?”

Her response was cut off by the sensation of his cock dragging her arousal from her tight hole down to her clit over and over, making her whimper with need.

“What’s that? Tell me what you need, baby.”

“You. I need you inside me.”

He plunged his cock inside all the way to the hilt as his hand cupped around her mouth, imprisoning her attempted screams.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Like this cunt was made for me. It’s all mine, isn’t it, Bella? Forever mine.”

She nodded, her eyes rolling up as he thrust slowly and forcefully in a steady rhythm, just the way she liked it.

One hand gripped her ass, tucking a few fingers around her hip bone to pull her harder against him. He moved his palm from her mouth. “You like that?”

“Yes.” Pressure swirled, gathering tighter and tighter in her core. Liquid heat spread out to her limbs, and she burned with the fire of a thousand suns—all in delicious need. “I’m going to come.”

“Not until you beg me.”

“Please. Nash, please. Let me come.”

“I want to hear my name from your sexy lips when you do.”

She closed her eyes, her muscles tensing as he drove into her harder and harder.

She was lost in a cloud of bliss, climbing higher and higher on a rising flood of pleasure. Her toes curled, her nails digging into the comforter as he reached around and swirled his thumb over her clit. His voice vibrated in his chest against her back, his lips nipping the shell of her ear as he commanded, “Come for me, sweetness.”

And just like that, like her ecstasy was dependent on his permission, she broke apart in a sunburst. Bright light flashed in her gaze as warm euphoria exploded inside her, flooding every synapse with a high she’d never known.

Three more thrusts kept her strung along like an addict, riding the high of decadent, dark pleasure until his cock pulsed inside her, tipping her over the edge yet again. Nash yelled her name as he came, and it reverberated softly like a caress sent straight to her clit.

Nash slid out of her, lying on the bed, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. She rolled over and snuggled against him, basking in the afterglow.

His hand smoothed up and down her arm. “I love you.”

“I can’t wait to start the rest of my life with you.” She smiled.

“Think we could plan a wedding before my parents leave for their vacation?” he asked.

“That soon?”

“Don’t want to wait another minute to make you officially mine.”

“And you’ll be mine,” she reminded him.

He curled a lock of her hair around his finger as he rose on his elbow to look at her. His gaze was adoring and full of heat despite having just come inside her. “I’m already yours.”

She smiled, her belly tumbling with butterflies.

“I have one more surprise.” He reached into the cabinet by the bed and pulled out another envelope.

“What’s this? Another love letter?” she asked.

“No, it’s the official name change for the boat.”

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