Billionaire Untamed - Tate(55)

“I love you,” she cried out, throwing her head back as he intensified the pressure to her clit, and fucked her with his fingers—harder, faster, stroking over her g-spot with every pump.

“Oh, God.” Her body convulsed.

“Come on my fingers, Lara. Let go,” he commanded.

She didn’t have much of a choice. Her climax hit her hard and fast, intensifying as Tate removed his fingers and impaled her with his cock. His groan of ecstasy had Lara rocking back against him. She clenched the fabric of the couch as she felt her body coil tightly again.

“I can’t come again,” she panted wildly. Everything was so intense, so overwhelming that she was certain she’d break apart.

“You can and you will,” Tate growled as he fisted a hand in her hair and pulled her head up. “Look at us.”

Lara’s vision was blurry with leftover tears, but she stared across from her and saw a sight so carnal, so erotic that she nearly came just from watching Tate’s face. The full-length mirror propped up against the wall showed both of them; Tate pummeled into her with unrestrained lust. She watched, entranced as her breasts jerked and swayed with every thrust of Tate’s hips. The carnality of feeling and watching them at the same time made her pant even harder, her eyes glassy and fixed mostly on Tate. He looked like an ancient warrior claiming his woman, and the sight was so raw that it ramped up her desire even more. “Harder,” she whimpered. The sight of Tate mastering her body, his fingers pulling her hair erotically was so damn good. The sensual image would be burned into her brain from this moment forward.

He thrust harder and buried himself deeply inside her with every stroke. Lara moved her ass back against him; their skin slapped together as they both reached their breaking point.

Tate was going to make her come, and she wasn’t certain she’d survive it.

He released her hair and trailed a hand along her back. Lara kept her head up to watch his every movement; his face contorted in both anguish and pleasure.

“Mine,” he declared roughly. He met her gaze in the mirror, and their eyes locked together.

“Yes.” She nodded her head, keeping her eyes locked with his.

One of his hands slid down her belly, searching for and finding her clit. He grasped it roughly and rolled it between his index finger and thumb.

Pleasure and pain ripped through her, the feeling so intense that it sent her body into a powerful climax.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” Tate insisted dominantly.

She imploded as if her body responded to his commands. The walls of her sheath spasmed wildly and her reaction was so strong that she dropped her head, breaking eye contact with Tate.

“Pull your head up. I want to watch you,” Tate growled. He tilted her head by her hair again. “Watching you come is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he groaned as he pounded into her.#p#分页标题#e#

“I love you,” Lara screamed.

“I love you, too, baby,” Tate answered in a strangled voice, and pumped into her one last time before he found his own release.

They shuddered together. Tate’s arms wrapped around her waist as the last ripples of her climax faded. “Jesus, you will kill me. But I’d die this way anytime,” he whispered low and heated in her ear as he leaned over her body. His chest heaved as he swung her around and picked her up, carrying her over to the big bed and collapsing, protecting her fall with his body.

She climbed off him so he could breathe, and then snuggled up beside him. He grasped her hand and entwined their fingers together as they caught their breath.

“Why do you have a cabin out here in the middle of nowhere?” She stroked her hand over his powerful chest, unable to stop herself from touching him.

“I don’t,” Tate confessed. “It’s Gabe’s. He uses it during fishing season. I asked him if he could set it up for me and if I could borrow it for a while.”

“It’s pretty nice for a fishing cabin.” Lara looked at the beautiful rugs on the polished wood floor, the nice furniture, and she was already lying on the comfortable bed. “How far are we really from the main highway?”

He rolled on top of her and pinned her hands over her head. “Why? You planning on making an escape?” He sounded as if he was only half joking.

“No. I was just wondering if we have enough food to get us through the storm.”

Tate laughed, a happy sound that filled Lara’s heart with joy.

“I should have known you’d be worried about food.” He grinned down at her. “I got us covered. Gabe had the caretakers make sure we were completely stocked.”