The Billionaire’s Forbidden Desire(77)

She waited for his next move, her heart thumping. What if…

“Damn it.” Dane sighed, let go and backed away from her.

A small kernel of hope flared inside her. Despite it all, Dane didn’t want to hurt her, and she had a chance to talk it over with him.

“This is ridiculous,” he said. “Are you trying to spend the night here? It won’t change anything.”

“You’re right, it won’t. Not if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”

He looked away. “Not everything has a neat explanation. Sometimes things just are.”

“No. You don’t get to say that. I’m tired of people telling me how things ‘just are’.” Those were the exact words everyone around her had told her three years ago, supposedly to console her. Screw that. She’d let them talk to her that way because it’d been easier for everyone involved. But she deserved better from Dane.

“It seems to me what you’re really upset about is the lack of an easy orgasm.” His body set in a tight line. His left eyelid twitched as he addressed her, even though he still refused to meet her gaze. “If so, there are plenty of dicks for you to choose from.”

“I don’t want some other dick. I want yours.”

The cold mask slipped. Something dark and volatile seethed underneath, and she clung to it. It was the only sign that he wasn’t as unaffected as he pretended to be.

“Still don’t get it?” She pushed away from the door. “I want you.”

He closed his eyes, his hands curling into fists.

“You can’t block out the truth,” she said.

“The truth.” He gave a bitter laugh. “All right, fine.” He took several big steps forward and shoved her against the wall. His large, hard body pressed against hers, and she moaned at how good it felt. He pushed his hands into her hair roughly, but she didn’t care as his mouth crashed down on hers.

He kissed her like he wanted to consume her very soul. His lips, his tongue and his teeth engaged, demanding her complete compliance to his needs.

A small voice inside her head said sex wasn’t the problem…or the answer. She knew that, but she was helpless to do anything other than respond as sparks shot through her body. But maybe the physical intimacy would lead him to open up afterward…

He moved his whole body against hers, his mouth plundering hers, one hand gripping her ass and another kneading one sensitive breast. She arched into him, tunneling her fingers into his hair. He pulled down her modest dress and bra until the breast popped free. Instantly he took the nipple between his fingers, and she bit her lower lip to contain a moan.

His fingers reached between her legs and pressed against her flesh through the flimsy fabric of her thong. “You’re already soaked through.”

“I told you I want you.”

He took the hand away and shoved one of the wet fingers into her mouth. She’d never tasted herself like this before, but she didn’t hesitate. She sucked it. The slick moisture on his skin was salty, the texture of his blunt fingertip rough. She flickered her tongue over it like it was the best candy she’d ever had. Cursing, he pulled her breast into his mouth and suckled hard.

Her nerve endings sizzled, and she could barely stand as her legs shook. Heat pulsed through her, desire hot and achy between her thighs.

He pressed his lips to her ear. “How do you want it?”

“Hot. Fast. Hard.” She put a hand behind his neck. “I don’t care as long as it’s you.”

Fabric tore, and he tossed aside her ruined panties. In the blink of an eye, he undid his belt and dropped his pants and underwear. He pulled her up with his hands. She wrapped her legs around his waist and cried out when he plunged into her the same moment he let her drop.

His thick, hard cock impaled her to the hilt. She quivered, feeling impossibly full.

“This how you want it?” he whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She tightened her inner walls, clutching him.

He started moving, every stroke creating the most delicious friction. She arched her back and moved her hips as much as she could, trying to meet his thrusts. Heat incinerated the nerve endings all along her spine, and she bit her lower lip as an orgasm shattered through her.

Dane didn’t give her even a second to catch her breath. He plunged in and out of her, his movements harder and faster. He adjusted the angle of her hips, and every time he thrust into her, he hit her clit. She fought to drag in air as another climax built. She wanted to prolong the moment, but he had other ideas as he rolled his pelvis and controlled the motion with ruthless determination and precision.

She came again, hard, the peak higher and more intense this time. Her inner muscles clenched around his cock, and he stopped, panting against her neck.