her in his arms. “Wrap your legs around my hips.” Guttural.
She did. Hesitantly. Her arms curled around his neck, too, and—ah. Oh. Yes.
His cock slid right back inside of her. Lodged deep. She was wet, slick and still eager from before, and he just surged in.
“Needed to feel you again.” He was—walking? Climbing the stairs? Seriously? With his cock buried in her?
Yes, he was…
And every step had her arching against him.
“Don’t fall,” she whispered.
His hips pushed forward. “Don’t worry.”
They made it to the top of the stairs. With him still in her. She’d clamped tightly around him. Every step was a thrust of his cock, and she’d clenched her teeth to hold back the moans that wanted to escape from her.
His bedroom was dark. The darkness didn’t seem to bother Antony as he went straight to the bed. He lowered her down, came down with her—stayed inside, and when she was flat on the mattress beneath him, Ella slowly let her legs slide to the bed.
“You up for this?” His voice was still so rough.
She licked her lips.
“I am starving for you, Ella. I need more. I want everything.”
Ella nodded as her head moved against the pillow. “So do I.”
His mouth pressed to her throat. Licked. Sucked. Kissed. Bit.
Her fingers slid down his sides. She bucked her hips against him—
Then madness reigned. He’d been careful on the stairs. Lodged inside, but holding her in a safe, unbreakable hold. As he began to plunge into her, surging with a hot passion and fierce desire, there was no safety. Only lust. Driving hunger.
The bed rocked. Their breaths heaved. Her hips slammed up to meet him again and again. Nothing gentle. Nothing easy. No control.
He caught her wrists. Pinned them to the bed. Drove faster into her. His cock seemed so thick and full, stretching her. Possessing her. Her head thrashed against the pillow because this was too intense. Too strong. This was—
Pleasure. Mind-numbing, soul-consuming pleasure.
“Antony!”
***
Antony stared up into the darkness. Too rough. He knew that he’d been too rough with Ella. He’d taken her over and over again, until she’d fallen asleep in his bed.
He hadn’t been careful enough with her. He should have shown more tenderness. Should have been able to pull back from her. He hadn’t.
He hadn’t even made it up the freaking stairs without sinking into her tight heat again. He’d wanted to stay buried in her, balls deep, for the whole night.
And I pretty much did.
What would happen when Ella woke up? He hadn’t just been hungry for her. He’d been obsessed. He’d touched, licked, and kissed every part of her perfect body. He’d wanted to possess her completely. Wanted to own her, and he knew thinking that way wasn’t normal. He’d never been obsessed with someone the way he was with Ella. Never been possessive or jealous or so consumed by lust that he wanted to keep his dick buried in his partner all damn night.
But this was Ella. She was…everything.
The covers were loose at his waist. Ella had rolled away from him, and when he turned his head, he could make out the curves of her body as she slept. He wanted to touch her.
He didn’t.
The madness had faded—somewhat. The rage and fear and adrenaline that had fueled him ever since he’d been in that factory and he’d realized that Ella had made herself a target in order to protect him—the dark swirl of emotion had finally been pushed back.
The dark storm had swept over him when he’d realized that if something happened to Ella, he would be lost.
I think I’m lost already.
Antony slid the covers aside and slipped from the bed. On the way to the door, he grabbed a pair of sweatpants and cast one more glance at Ella. She looked like an angel when she slept. Hell, he thought she always looked that way. His angel.
He opened the door. Held his breath when the hinges groaned, but Ella didn’t stir. He made his way down the stairs and to the office he’d set up on the first floor. Within moments, he had his computers booted and he’d pulled out the backup pair of glasses he’d put in his desk earlier. He leaned forward and his fingers flew over the keyboard.
First, he accessed the data at the PD. Like their firewalls and security measures were going to keep him out. Barely took him any effort to slip right past them. He pulled up the information he needed and scanned through the intel that the