Page 112 of The Don's Forbidden Obsession

Her fingernails gripped at my back as she took a deep breath, biting her lips.

Her eyes were closed, and I felt nothing but desire and love well up within me.

My eyes glazed over with passion as I pinned her down to the mattress, my hips slamming against her flesh.

She growled in pleasure and that did nothing but fuel me even more.

I knew after this was over, something even better lay in our wake.

The claws she had out now on my back would transform into soft, tender fingertips rolling across my back, lulling me to sleep.

Her soft and supple breasts, bouncing against my chest, would transform into her head nuzzling deeply there.

I laid kiss after kiss along her neck and shoulder, nipping as I went, knowing that in just moments, I would be softly kissing her forehead.

She tightened her legs around me, and I reveled in the moment.

My hands gripped her hips, steadying her as I continued to roll my hips, my entire length welcomed by the incredibly soft trespasses of her womanhood.

She rolled her pelvis to meet my every thrust. I groaned in pleasure, biting my lip. I filled her to the brim, my thrusts becoming relentless. She squealed in pleasure, her body rocking against me as sweat beads formed between us.

Her eyes were burning coals, and it turned me on to look at them as she continued to roll into each thrust.

I was getting closer and closer to oblivion.

She seemed to hit every single nerve in my body; emotional and physical.

I was hooked on her.

I groaned, my eyes closed, face scrunched in ecstasy.

The silky thrusts — the friction our bodies made— it was all drawing me nearer the point of no return.

I could feel my release nearing, the ball of fire swelling in the pit of my groin.

Waves of sensation radiated into my core and the louder she got, the more I knew the same could be said for her.

“Yes!” she screamed.

“God,” I gasped. “I want you so bad.”

“You have me,” she reminded me, just as I felt my body convulse against her heated, throbbing walls.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as an intense wave washed over me, so powerful that I felt like I’d lost consciousness.

My legs quivered as I spilled inside of her.

I knew if I tried to stand now, my knees would buckle, and I would fall to the ground.

She made me weak.

All of me.

She pulled me back to her, kissing me softly, my girth still throbbing inside of her.

“More,” she whispered seductively.

I groaned in arousal and snaked my hand between our flushed bodies, my fingers finding her swollen nub.

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