“Fuck, you're beautiful.” He stops and his mouth comes down on mine, frantic and hotter than ever, a savage hunger building in his tongue as he shoves it against mine. “If you fuck half as good as you suck, Delia, we'll spend this whole damned trip in bed. I've been crazy about having this pussy for almost a month. Once I take it, I'm never gonna stop. Never.”
Oh, God. The way he says it flips my heartbeat onto turbo. I force myself to look at him and suck at my bottom lip, reaching out to touch him, really feel him in all his hardened Navy SEAL wonder.
In my wildest fantasies, I never imagined a man like this fucking me. Never.
I never imagined I'd actually have him after I found out who he was, even though I wanted to.
I never, ever thought he'd save my life, never thought he'd give me something no one else ever has, never expected my heart to skip every time I look at him.
We haven't even fucked, and it's already about more than that. I'm afraid to admit it, but I know.
Luckily, I don't have to think or talk about any of that right now. His hands are all over me, cupping my breasts, pushing my nipples between his palms. He brings his hot lips down my neck, then stops at my right globe, pulling the bud there between his teeth.
Shit. It's too damned good. Everything about him.
By any sane measurement, I'm the one who's too good for him, daughter of a multimillionaire with a 3.9 GPA, on my way to a happy, successful life. And here I am coming apart for this ruthless badass, begging him to fuck me with every gasp and scratch and soft little roll of my hips.
Why does it feel like he's too good for me? Like I'm barely even worthy to be surrounded by this rock hard, heavily inked flesh?
He releases my nipple with a moan, and kisses back to my mouth, pulling me in for another long round of lips and teeth. I'm losing my mind, and I'm finally okay with it.
Moving my lips off his, I push my mouth to his ear, brushing my nails on the back of his neck. “Fuck me, Chris. I'm ready for you. I'm yours for tonight.”
And I want to be for a whole lot longer than this trip in Vegas. I keep that part to myself, and it isn't hard with his jade green eyes beaming pure desire into mine.
There's heaven and hell and worlds I don't even understand in his gaze. I think I'm addicted.
He shifts, pushing my legs around him with his hands, then aims his tip straight into my wetness. He pushes into me slow and steady. There's a force between my legs, the feel of flesh giving way for the first time.
I clench my teeth and moan, feeling the pleasure already behind the small sharp pain. I never imagined being so full.
“You're so fucking tight,” he snarls, taking a new fistful of hair, holding me down. “So hot, so wet, so beautiful, and so completely mine.”
Mine.
I whimper incoherently when he says it. It's all I can manage as he pulls his hips back, one jerk, before rolling into me harder again.
My legs hook tight to his. Several strokes in, I start to grind back, my pleasure building through the discomfort. My pussy stretches tight to his cock, struggling to adjust to him, but I know I will.
He glides through me, bringing his mouth to mine as we fuck. Our tongues thrash together, matching the rhythm of our bodies. Everything beneath my skin turns molten, like a great lava wave rising up, setting every nerve on fire.
“This pussy, fucking hell,” he growls, quickening his pace. I'm not sure how he can even talk over the explosions that are imminent. “I love it, Delia. Every ripple, every inch, every time you clench. I love how goddamned perfect you feel wrapped around my dick.”#p#分页标题#e#
The L-word triggers something deep within my brain. For a second, I hear I love you, but I know that's not what he's saying.
This is just fucking, after all. Amazing, mind blowing, bed slapping sex. And I'm okay with that tonight.
I'm too busy clutching his skin and feeling him rampage into me to care about anything else. Just before I start to come on his cock, he shifts up, grabs my ass and starts pulling me up to meet him for deeper, harder strokes.
“Chris! Chris! Oh, fuck –“
My orgasm chokes off whatever nonsense I'm about to say. I come hard, pulling at his length, and he pounds into me harder still, slamming my ass deep into the mattress, jerking me onto every inch of him.
My pussy clenches, explodes, sends shockwaves through my entire body. At some point, I'm screaming, especially when the hard impact of his flesh on mine jerks to a stop.
There's a noise like an avalanche crumbling in his throat, explosive and wild.
I feel him swell inside me as my pussy sucks at his cock. Then, a second later, he explodes, growling like a feral animal. I swear there's heat beneath the rubber shaft ballooning inside me, filling with his come.