Embrace the Darkness (The Maura Quinn Series Book 1) - Ashley N. Rostek Page 0,71

intrusion. Not giving me a moment to recover, he began thrusting into me, hard and unrelenting.

The pressure was too much, and my nails dug into his hands that were holding me firmly by my hips. Before I could even wrap my head around what was happening, I was coming again. I screamed, body thrashing from the pleasure overload. I was falling apart around him, yet he still didn’t stop pumping into me. He was insatiable.

One of his hands traveled up my body, brushing over one of my breasts along the way before his hand cupped the back of my neck. His other arm moved behind my back, then I was being lifted. I locked my legs around his hips and snaked my arms around his neck. With us still connected and me in his arms, he climbed onto the bed and laid me down in the center. Bracing himself over me, he brought his lips down to mine and gave me a tender kiss. His hips rocked again but this time it was slow. He ground into my sensitive sex with each deep plunge, making my breath hitch every time. My whole body was shaking from the sexual torture. I honestly doubted I could survive another orgasm, which was already building.

“Jamie,” I panted in between kisses and raked my nails down his back. “I’m—” I couldn’t finish telling him because I was coming, and it completely shattered me. Tears clouded my eyes. My core began contracting again and it felt so good yet so painful. His thrusts picked up until I felt him swell and explode, filling me with warmth.

His body collapsed on top of mine. He was careful not to crush me as he burrowed his face into my neck. His labored breaths puffed against my skin while tears fell from my eyes uncontrollably.

What we'd just done had been absolutely perfect. It had never been like this with Tom. Hell, he'd barely gotten me to orgasm each time we'd had sex, let alone three times, but that wasn’t why I was so overwhelmed. It wasn’t until right now that I noticed I didn’t cringe or feel fear when Jamie touched me intimately. With him, I found myself, or at least the closest I’d ever be to the self I'd been before I'd been tainted that awful night. I don’t feel damaged with him.

Fingers brushed away the wetness on my face and I opened my eyes to find Jamie staring down at me, worry and confusion etching his features. “Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head and smiled. “No,” I said and kissed him, reassuringly. When I pulled away from him, he still looked confused. “I didn’t know it could be like that,” I tried to explain.

“Like what?” His eyes narrowed, not understanding.

I sighed, a little nervous about answering. I didn’t want to scare him away and I definitely didn’t want him to think I was comparing him to Tom.

“I don’t know…amazing,” I finally replied.

With a look of understanding, he brushed my hair behind my ear, then pressed his lips to my forehead. We held each other and it wasn’t long before my eyes started to feel heavy.

CHAPTER 22

The bright morning light woke me the next day. Tucked under soft dark blue blankets, I was naked with a larger, equally naked body spooning my back. My head was using one of Jamie’s arms as a pillow. Hugging me close, he draped his other arm over my stomach. His pelvis was pressed against my ass with his hard shaft nestled between my cheeks. Remembering the events of last night, I was suddenly wide awake and extremely turned on. He was like a drug who should have come with a warning label. After riding once, you may find yourself addicted.

Feeling naughty, I rolled my hips. A muffled moan sounded behind me. His hand flattened on my stomach. I bit my lip and moved my hips again. This time, he met me with a thrust of his hips. His hand traveled up and closed around one of my breasts.

“If you keep grinding your ass on my dick, I’m going to take it as an invitation,” he mumbled, sounding half asleep.

He rolled my nipple between his fingers before giving it a tug. I gasped as wetness pooled at my core.

“It’s definitely an invitation, but you’re not going anywhere near my asshole, Jameson Coleman. With the size of your cock, you’d tear me wide open.”

The bed shook from his silent laughter. “Baby, if you want