He gave her one last, lingering suck before he was sliding upward, the hairs of his chest tickling her tightly budded ni**les. The sensation made her moan, her hands gripping his shoulders as he reached down to tug her legs apart, his rough urgency sending sparks of excitement down her spine. No man had ever revealed such a raw passion toward her. Was that what made it so thrilling?
Barely able to accept this was more than just another heated dream, Madison kept her gaze glued to the dark beauty of his face. His expression was tight with the strain of leashing his passion, but the stark perfection of his features and the satin ebony of his hair made her heart leap. Then she met the midnight fire of his eyes and she was lost in the power of his need.
Luc.
The bane of her existence.
“Are you ready?”
She knew what he was asking. He’d given her the sweet rapture of his mouth. Now he intended to f**k her.
“God, yes,” she breathed, sinking her nails into his shoulders as he plunged into her wet pu**y with one hard surge of his hips.
She made a sound of shock as his large c*ck stretched her to the edge of pain. He was so deep she could feel his balls pressed against her ass. She felt invaded. Possessed. God. It was…frighteningly intimate.
As if he’d become a part of her.
Their gazes locked and held as an emotion she couldn’t name wove between them, joining them on a level that had nothing to do with their tense, sweat-drenched bodies.
“Shit, you feel so perfect,” he at last rasped, slowly pulling out of her body before ramming forward with enough force to make her slide up the bed. He studied her flushed face, his body trembling. “Are you okay?”
She nodded, knowing he was desperate to unleash his hunger, but terrified he might frighten her.
“I want you,” she rasped. “Don’t hold back.”
A dark flush stained his cheekbones and he grasped her by her wrists, pinning them above her head.
“Hold on, Madison. You’re about to go for a ride.”
Spreading her legs, he surged forward, impaling her with a fierce, ruthless pace.
She released a shaky groan, her h*ps lifting to meet his hard thrusts. Pleasure spiked through her as her body easily accepted his savage need. He leaned down to claim her lips in a kiss of sheer possession.
This was how sex was supposed to be.
It wasn’t convenient, or civilized, or a tedious expectation at the end of the night.
It was hot, and raw, and so intense she felt as if her nerves had been stripped and exposed to this man in a way that would bind them forever.
Over and over he shoved his c*ck deep inside her, his tongue mimicking the hectic pace of his body. Madison wrapped her legs around his pistoning hips, realizing another massive orgasm was rapidly clenching her lower muscles.
“That’s it, Madison,” he muttered against her lips, his body slick against hers as he moved with primitive force. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
She tilted her head back as he moved to press his lips against the pulse that thundered at the base of her throat, his hand slipping between them to press against her clit.
One flick of his finger was all it took to send her vaulting over the edge, the orgasm ripping through her as she cried out his name in stunned pleasure.
***
Luc struggled to catch his breath, seismic quakes from his orgasm still jolting through his body.
Christ, he hadn’t felt such intense pleasure since…
Since the last time he’d been in bed with Madison, he ruefully acknowledged.
He had no explanation.
He’d been with women during the past eight years, although not as many as people assumed. Once he’d ended his competition for his father’s approval he’d learned that he needed more than just a willing female to stir his libido. But absolutely none of them had been capable of making him feel as if he was connected to them on some level that went way beyond the physical.