Dirty Score, A Rough Riders Hockey Novel(42)

“You don’t have time to last.” Every minute that passed ticked down to the moment when Tate would return. “And I need more.”

He growled, but delivered with long, deep, steady thrusts that pushed Mia toward climax with shocking speed. All while keeping his eyes focused on hers. His expression so primal, so intense he burrowed into her heart and drove her body toward ecstasy.

“Yes, yes, yes…” Her nails dug into the muscle of his ass. A tight, muscled ass that flexed and released on every thrust. His hair fell out of that hastily gelled, negligent bad-boy style and fell into his eyes. Sweat glistened on his forehead. God, she wished she could memorize him. Right this second. Memorize him and save that memory as clearly as if she were in the moment.

“Baby,” he murmured. “I never want to stop. Want to stay inside you forever.”

His passion rose and his thrusts came harder and faster, but he never broke eye contact. That one simple act made the sex even more intense. More intimate. So consuming, she felt like he crawled into her soul.

“God,” he growled through clenched teeth. “The way you squeeze me is heaven. Want to feel you gush all over me, Mia. Come for me, baby. Want to feel you come, Mia.”

She responded as if his words had control over her body. Two more thrusts and her climax burst deep in her pelvis. She clenched as the vise of pressure exploded. One burst of pleasure after another. Arching her back. Forcing sounds of ecstasy from her mouth.

Before the last shudder rocked her body, Rafe curved his arms around her, and, holding himself deep inside her, he straightened, pulling her back to straddle across his lap. Her body weight and lax muscles allowed him to push so deep, the sensation closed her throat. The way his pelvis pressed against her in this position pushed her toward another orgasm before the last had even left her body.

His other hand slid into her hair and cradled her head, holding her gaze to his. “That is so hot,” he said between heavy breaths. “I can’t even tell you. Need it again. Come for me again, Mia.”

Even though she was sure she couldn’t climax again, Rafe proved her wrong. With one strong arm wrapped at her hips, he held her steady as he pulled out. Then dragged her body to meet his as he lifted. Every thrust forced a cry of pleasure from Mia’s throat. And every thrust was punctuated by Rafe’s rough words from behind clenched teeth.

“So.”

Thrust.

“Fucking.”

Thrust.

“Good.”

Hard and fast and deep, he hammered and hammered. “Come on, baby. Give it to me again. Can’t get enough. Can’t fucking get enough.”

Rafe didn’t just thrust with his ass. Rafe angled back on his thighs and leveraged the entire powerhouse that was his posterior chain of muscles to lift into the drive. His cock plunged until their bodies slammed, acting like a hammer on a nail, driving the head of his cock against that spot she’d discovered for the first time in bed with him.

“Oh God.” The pleasure was so intense, it was almost too big to grasp.

“Yes. Bring it, Mia. Look at me.” His hand tightened on her face. “Look at me, Mia. I want it all. Give it to me, baby.”

He thrust harder. Faster. Lifting her body with the forward momentum, then letting her fall back on his cock in a mind-bending rhythm.

The first orgasm blasted through her like lightning, so sharp it bordered on painful. “Ah…”

It ripped through her body, leaving her shaking. And on the heels, another surged like waves on the shore. She held tight as another orgasm crashed. “Oh my God.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Rafe rasped, his voice wickedly pleased. “Don’t stop, Mia. So wet. So hot. Never been this good. Come, Mia. Come again.”

But she no longer had a choice. Her body wasn’t her own anymore. It belonged to Rafe. She let her head fall against his shoulder and wrapped an arm around his neck to hold on while his hips lunged, his cock plunged, and thrill after thrill hammered her. And instead of hearing her own voice begging for more, Rafe’s lips murmured at her ear, “Don’t stop, baby. Goddamn, Mia. So good. So fucking good. Give me more. Give. Me. More.”

Layer upon layer upon layer of ecstasy swamped Mia. Her vision blurred. Her body shook and shivered and broke. Each orgasm different from the last. And Rafe whispering, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” in her ear.

By the time Rafe’s climax broke, Mia’s body was coiled tight. He drove deep on a guttural growl, and his hips pulsed through the orgasm. His warmth exploded inside her, spilling through her pelvis, and tipped her over the last ledge.

Shaking with fatigue, Mia floated slowly back to reality. Basking in the experience of finally completely giving herself over to a man she loved with everything she had. Everything she was.