Wall Street Titan (Wall Street Titan #1) - Anna Zaires Page 0,55

dish.

And what a dish it is. My breath stutters to a halt as he unzips his pants, finally freeing his erection, and pulls a condom out of his pocket. I’d felt that hard bulge pressed against me the other week, and it had definitely seemed impressive, but I still didn’t expect this.

“Were you ever in porn?”

The words pop out of my mouth before I can think better of it, and this time, I do flush—because I did not mean to sound like the semi-virgin that I am. He’s undoubtedly used to women with sexual experience as extensive as his own, not twenty-six-year-old cat ladies who’ve slept with two boyfriends in their entire lives.

His dark eyebrows pull into a frown, but to my relief, he doesn’t seem inclined to laugh at me. Instead, he mutters, “No,” and finishes putting on the condom. He then moves over me, covering me with his large body. Framing my face with one palm, he claims my lips in another deep, consuming kiss, and at the same time, his knee wedges between my thighs, pushing them apart. The broad head of his cock brushes against my inner thigh, and I feel the blunt, heavy pressure of him at my entrance.

Holy shit, that feels big, even in my hyper-aroused state.

Way too big.

I tear my lips away from his. “Um, Marcus…”

He halts immediately, the tip of his cock less than a quarter inch inside me. Pushing up on one elbow, he asks roughly, “Am I hurting you?”

I swallow, meeting his gaze. “A little.”

His jaw flexes. “Do you want me to stop?”

“What? Oh, no. Just… go slow, okay?”

Intense relief flashes in his blue eyes. “You got it,” he promises, and then he bends his head and kisses me again. At the same time, his hips start moving back and forth, working himself into me one millimeter at a time. The stretch still burns, but I’m so aroused that I don’t mind the slight bite of pain—and the feel of his tongue tangling with mine adds to the slickness easing his way.

At first, I’m grateful for the slow pace, but a minute later, when he’s still less than halfway in, I’m ready to claw his back raw.

I need him in me. All the way. Now.

Sinking my teeth into his lower lip, I lift my hips, taking in another couple of inches—and my breath stops in my lungs as he surges into me with a low groan, penetrating me all the way.

Oh, fuck. That is big.

I must’ve said it out loud again because he freezes on top of me and lifts his head. “Did I hurt you?” His voice is strained, every muscle in his large body tense as he holds himself completely still. “Emma, kitten… tell me. Do you want me to stop?”

I manage a small shake of my head. “No. Don’t stop.” My inner muscles are fluttering in panic, still trying to get used to the overwhelming size of him, but the newly awakened nymphomaniac in me is demanding more.

I want that third orgasm, and I want it now.

He stares at me, his lightly bronzed skin covered with a thin layer of sweat, and I feel the exact moment his self-control snaps. With a low growl, he pulls back and surges into me, thrusting so hard I gasp. But he doesn’t stop this time. With his eyes narrowed and his gaze locked on mine, he sets a hard, driving pace.

The fire simmering inside me ignites hotter, each stroke of his massive cock bringing me closer to that delicious edge. Panting, I sink my nails into his sides and match him thrust for thrust, the erotic tension spiking to unbearable levels. I’m about to come, and it feels different, more intense with him inside me. My heart pounds violently, my skin burns, and all of my muscles are so tense I’m trembling. It’s like a train is barreling toward me, and I can’t stop it, can’t slow it down. Each time he bottoms out inside me, his pelvis grinds into my swollen clit, and gasping cries tear from my throat. It’s too much, too intense, yet I want more.

“Come with me,” he bites out, his face twisting as he hammers mercilessly into me, and the release hits me so hard I scream. My inner muscles clamp on him as pleasure blasts through every nerve ending in my body, and I feel his cock jerk and pulse deep within me as he grinds into me, his eyes screwed shut and his