Never Gonna Happen - Cynthia Eden Page 0,41

Then let’s do it. Right now. Let’s just see what being ruined feels like because something tells me it is going to be phenomenal—”

He’d tried to warn her. Tried to do what was the good thing because Alyssa was good. Alyssa was—

“I will ruin you so hard,” she breathed. Then she shot up onto her toes, pressed her mouth to his throat, and licked him.

Yeah, oh, yeah, she was going to ruin him.

He locked his arms around her, and they fell on the bed. He’d tried to do the right thing.

Now he’d do what he wanted. And what he wanted? Her.

He yanked the shirt off her. Finally saw those perfect breasts with the tight nipples that needed to be in his mouth. He bent over her and took one tip into his mouth. He sucked and kissed and—

She shoved his boxers out of the way. His cock sprang into her hot little hands. She stroked him, squeezed him, and his eyes damn near rolled back into his head.

He lunged away from her so he could grab a condom out of the nightstand. He tore the packet open. Kicked away his boxers—they’d somehow tangled around his legs—and he had the condom on in the next instant.

Her legs were parted. She was on his bed. Spread out for him.

Wanting him.

“This had better not be a dream.” His voice was guttural.

He crawled over her. Put his cock at the entrance to her body.

Then he slammed home.

Hot. Tight. Heaven.

He was lost. His control shredded, and he let go. His thrusts were wild and uncontrolled, but Alyssa was with him every single moment. Her nails bit into his arms. Her hips shoved eagerly up against his. He knew he should slow down.

He didn’t.

He knew he should be using more care.

He couldn’t.

Her lips parted and her body shuddered and she moaned his name as she came again. He felt the contractions of her sex around him, and he exploded. The orgasm ripped through him, damn near incinerated him, and all he could do was take and take and take the pleasure that consumed every inch of his body.

When it was over, when his heartbeat stopped thundering and his body stopped shuddering—and still thrusting eagerly into her—his eyes opened. His hands had fisted around the covers. He was over her, and as he stared down at her beautiful face…

Too rough. Too hard. Too—

Her eyes opened. She smiled at him. “That was worth waiting for.”

Oh, damn. He blinked. The world seemed to shift. Everything tilted and then…re-centered.

Right there.

On her.

Hello, fucking center of my universe.

He shook his head. Because, no, no way could he be thinking that—

Uncertainly flashed on her face. “It…wasn’t? I mean, it wasn’t as good for you?” Her voice turned hushed. “I-I—”

He was always such a colossal ass with her. “Good doesn’t begin to describe it. More like fucking fantastic.” He kissed her. “Earth shattering.”

“Now you’re just trying to make me feel better.”

Another kiss. “So good that I want you again, right now.”

Her lips parted.

He knew she felt him getting harder and harder inside of her. “And I do mean…right now.” Only he had to ditch the condom. Dammit. “Give me a second.” He withdrew from her and hated that. His new favorite place was right there, buried deep in Alyssa.

She licked her lips as he stood beside the bed. Her gaze drifted over him, and he liked the way she looked at him.

Like she wants more. Just as badly as I do. “Hold the thought,” he urged her. Sebastian turned and hurried for the bathroom. He threw away the condom and he—

An alarm was beeping. What in the hell? Another intruder? It had better not be that asshole reporter Gavin back for a second round.

But, no, that alarm wasn’t the sound for his home security system.

“Sebastian?” Alyssa called. “Your phone is making a funny sound.”

He rushed back into the bedroom. Grabbed his phone from the nightstand. Stared at the screen in disbelief. “Not happening.”

She tugged the covers up to her chin. “What’s not happening?”

Sebastian’s gaze darted over her. “You should never be covered up. You’re gorgeous.”

Her brows climbed.

“I have to go to Shark Gaming and Design.” Because the message he’d just received…no damn way.

“Now? You have to go right now?”

Unfortunately, dammit, yes. “Someone’s on my computer.” He started grabbing clothes.

“Uh, shouldn’t you just alert security at the company? That’s what the security guards are there for—”

“No, baby, you don’t understand. The person is in my system. As in, some bastard managed to get past my