she moaned, her hands coming over his on her waist.
“Oh, my God,” she whispered. “It’s … it feels so …”
“So good,” he finished for her, easing his tight hold as she began to take over the rhythm, panting and arching as she gave herself over to it. “You’re in control goddess. Ride my cock. Fuck me however you please.”
Her only response was a soft moan, then another, and another, the sounds rising in pitch as she braced her hands against his chest. Nick lay back and watched her, awash in his own ecstasy as she took control, hips testing various motions, waist undulating in the most hypnotic fashion. She was wetter than he’d ever felt her, soaking him in her desire, her sheath clenching and squeezing around him with every surge of her hips.
“Nick,” she whispered, head thrown back and nails digging into his chest as she moved faster, her pelvis colliding with his with each downward surge. “Nick … Nick …”
He gave in to the depraved urge to slap one firm bottom cheek, grinning as she responded as she had that day in the closet—groaning and fucking him faster. He did it again, striking the other cheek this time, then squeezed the heated flesh.
“Such a naughty girl, sneaking into my bed and sucking my cock. You like this too, don’t you?”
He slapped her again, then again, marveling at the way it only seemed to drive her wilder. His innocent goddess was turning out to be as lusty as him, and he loved every bit of it.
“Answer me,” he growled, smacking her one last time, rubbing and caressing away the sting.
She gasped and shook, eyes flying open when he pressed her down, grinding her against him.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Yes, Nick.”
He pressed his thumb between her lower lips, finding her clit and circling over it in a slow rhythm.
“You’re so close, Anni. Come for me, love … come all over my cock.”
She arched her back, one breast falling into the cradle of his hand, shuddering as he toyed with her nipple while steadily working her clit. She splintered, collapsing over him and writhing as she moaned against his shoulder, her cunt gripping him so tight he lost his ability to speak. He could only hold her, the pain in his side a distant aggravation that ceased to exist. His hips jerked up off the bed over and over, his cock drilling deep as he sought his own release, so desperate for it he could hardly breathe.
He released a hoarse shout when a sharp sensation pricked his chest—her teeth sinking in to help stifle her helpless cries of pleasure. His back bowed, his cock surging deep as he gave himself over to a powerful climax.
His body slowly unwound, his back sinking into the mattress when his cock finally eased down from its state of arousal.
Nick lay as if dead, unable to move a muscle and slowly beginning to recall his wound. His side throbbed like the devil, sending twinges of pain through his middle, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Calliope rolled to lay beside him, hands gentle as she inspected his bandages. She seemed content with what she found, because then she dropped her head to his shoulder with a little laugh.
“I do believe you bring some hidden part of me to the surface, Mr. Burke.”
He cracked one eye open to find her grinning at him, looking thoroughly disheveled and so delicious he nearly pulled her back on top of him. His cock agreed with this notion, but his injured side did not.
“Good,” he murmured, palming one breast and giving it a squeeze. “I require my wife to be as insatiable and uninhibited as I am. You’re off to a good start, goddess. I’m well on my way to corrupting you completely.”
“Your wife,” she said with a sigh. “How soon do you suppose we might make that happen?”
“The moment I have the strength to leave this bed, we are eloping. I refuse to wait any longer than necessary to have you, and it is the smart thing to do after I’ve ruined you before the entire ton not once, but twice.”
She giggled, toying with a lock of his hair. “That must be some sort of precedent.”
“I’m a man who takes pride in his work. Where are you going?”
She’d begun to don her nightgown again. Giving him an apologetic look, she began fastening her buttons.
“I really must go. Two scandals are enough for a lifetime, I think. I will return when