Hard Fought (A Stepbrother Warriors Novel)(57)

"Go for it," I reply with a smile, moving my legs up and resting my ankles on his shoulders. His eyes get a dangerous glint to them, and he pulls his hips back and roughly thrusts forward. My eyes roll back in my head as he makes contact deep inside me, and my hands grip the edge of the bed.

He grabs my hips and presses me down into the mattress, and then really lets himself go, pumping into me over and over again. My eyes close and I'm lost to wave after wave of pleasure. I cry out in orgasm and still he keeps going. The sensations in my body are completely beyond my control as another orgasm builds. I vaguely hear him shout on top of me just as my body spasms with another release.

The next thing I know, I'm wrapping my arms around his broad, sweaty back, and locking my ankles around his back. He lifts me up and places me in the center of the bed, then collapses down on top of me.

"I'd like to sleep in here tonight," he whispers in my ear.

"We've never actually spent the entire night together before," I murmur. He's silent for a minute, and I'm content just to listen to him breathe.

"I've loved you for months, you know that?" he finally says.

Tears spring to my eyes and I don't bother to blink them back. "No," I admit. "But I love you, too."

"Didn't I call it? You're enrolled in school, and we're living together," he murmurs, and I can feel his cheeks move against me as he grins.

"You called it," I reply with a smile.

"Here's another prediction: you, me, wedding...three kids."

"Three? I don't know. Maybe two," I reply giddily.

"Well, I guess we can play it by ear," he says, placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Sounds good to me."





THE END