Page 61 of Natural Passion

She followed my command, smirking the whole time, the expression carving out dimples in her cheeks.

I placed my hands over hers and flicked my thumbs across her rosy nipples.

She sucked in a breath.

"Now spread your legs to hip width," I said, scraping my thumbnails back and forth over the rigid peaks of her breasts. "Are you wet?"

"Oh God, yes."

I glided my hands down to her belly and tugged her tight against my body so she could feel the hard line of my erection against her back. Her body felt so good, so warm and soft and tempting, that I couldn't resist rolling my hips into her, grinding my cock against her, while I slid my fingers between her folds. A deep groan vibrated my chest. "You're so fucking wet."

The sensation of her slick heat on my fingers amped up my lust, that slender thread of control fraying. I'd wanted to take my time, but this woman drove me out of my mind. She would do anything I asked of her, anything, and never question it. Eve might've been straitlaced on the outside, but she had a deep, hot wild streak like no other woman I'd known.

"Downward dog," I said, my voice rough and low, strained by my need for her and only her. "Do it now."

She bent from the waist, planted her hands on the mat, and walked them forward until she'd stretched her body into an upside-down V.

A perfect downward-dog pose. Her luscious ass was in the air, her legs spread enough for me to do what I needed to do. To her. With her. Because of her.

I grasped her hips. "You are the sexiest woman alive,amorzinho. No other woman has ever made me come as hard as I do with you."

"Same for me. Sex with you is the best ever."

"Don't move." Before she could say anything, I pulled my hips back and thrust into her. "Hold the pose, and don't come until I tell you to."

A laugh sputtered out of her. "Not sure I have any control over that, especially with you."

I pinched her bottom, making her gasp. "Give it your best shot."

"Yes, sir."

Gripping her hips, I pumped into her in a steady rhythm, slow and easy, giving her time to adjust to the new position before I unleashed my lust on her. Holding back like this was maddening. I wanted to shove us both over the edge right now. More of her, I needed more of her, needed to go deeper, harder, faster, until her body clenched me and I erupted inside her. Somehow, I maintained the measured pace despite the intoxicating feel of her slick sheath around me. The pressure in my cock, the pressure to let go and come inside her sweet body, had me gritting my teeth.

She twisted her head around to look at me, desire tightening her features. "Forget yoga. I need to feel you come inside me right now. Please."

The huskiness of her plea snapped the slender thread of my willpower.

"Hold on," I growled as I lifted her legs and shuffled forward until she hung upside down with her hands flat on the ground and her legs bent. I slid my hands up to her ankles, one at a time. "Okay?"

"Yes. Do it."

I thrust into her, sinking deeper than ever inside her lush body, and paused there for a moment, letting myself fall into the pleasure of taking her. Then I plowed into her fast and hard, her cream making a sucking sound and my balls slapping on her skin, every movement rough and hungry. If my eyes had been open, they would've rolled back in my head from the indescribable pleasure of her body around me, so wet and warm and supple. When she came, I let out a strangled cry at the sensation of her sheath tightening around my cock and her body milking me. I threw my head back and punched into her even harder, twice more, spilling everything I had inside her depths.

"God, Evie." I lowered her feet to the mat, carefully, and hooked an arm around her waist to draw her up into a standing position. With her body plastered to mine, I wrapped both arms around her and rested my chin on her shoulder. "That was incredible. You are incredible,amorzinho."

"That was earth-shattering, I'd say." She wriggled around to face me, enfolding me in her arms, her cheek against my neck and her breaths tickling my skin. "What was that you called me?Amorzinho?"

"It means love or sweetheart." I kissed the top of her head. "You are sweet, and perfect, but you're also brave and wild and passionate. I love being the only one who sees this side of you."

Her fingers plunged into my hair while she whispered into my ear. "I love it too. And I love the way you keep calling me affectionate things in Portuguese."

"Can't help it. I feel affectionate toward you."

"Me too."

This time when I'd spent myself inside her, I had experienced more than a sexual release. Something inside me had let go too.

I held her for a long moment, caressing her silken hair.

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