my hips and jerked me down, his cock driving so far inside me a flash of pain shot through me and I screamed.
And then he didn’t let me move.
I whimpered, desperate for more, pressing my forehead to his, muttering pleas for him to let me move, to let me sate the overwhelming ache inside me.
“What do you need, dirty girl?”
“You,” I whispered. “I need you, Talon.” I wreathed my arms around his neck as I latched onto him, crying because this felt so good it overwhelmed.
Talon’s arms came around me, those nurturing, safe arms holding me tightly, kissing away my tears.
“I’m here, baby. Right here. I’ve got you.”
He made love to me then, protecting me, holding me, loving me like only he could do.
*
TALON
I wasn’t sure what had come over me, what had compelled me to spank Braelyn the way that I had. It hadn’t been in my plan. Hell, I’d never even thought about it. I’d gotten caught up in the moment, perhaps another first for me. Usually my scenes were well thought out, and at the very least, I had an idea of what would happen.
Nope.
Not this time.
Now, as I held Braelyn to me, my hips rolling as she sat astride my cock, I felt some deeper connection to her. I wanted to remain like this forever, skin to skin, soul to soul. She affected me in ways I never expected, made me feel things I’d been oblivious to my entire life.
“Talon…”
“Right here, baby,” I whispered against her neck. “You feel so good.”
Another whimper and I could tell she was close, her pussy fluttering over my cock.
Her arms untwined from around my neck. When she sat up, I released her, as well, watching as she arched her back, bracing herself with her hands on my knees. I reached up, curling my fingers over her shoulders, holding her in place while I pumped my hips, driving my cock up into her as she rode me. She was so fucking beautiful, her long hair grazing my legs as she rocked.
“Come for me, Braelyn. Let me feel you.”
“Talon … oh, God, yes. Please…”
I pumped my hips faster, still maintaining the gentle lull of our bodies against one another.
I not only felt her release but saw it as her muscles tightened, her nipples puckering tighter as her body clamped down on mine. I didn’t even attempt to hold on any longer, letting myself go, filling her as she fell into me.
I kissed her head, holding on to her once again, content and satisfied as only she could make me.
“Braelyn,” I whispered, rolling toward her in our big bed.
She snuggled up closer. “Hmm.”
I smiled, loving the way she sought me out in the night.
“The jet just landed.”
Her eyes opened, and I could tell she was still half-asleep.
I had considered not waking her at all but knew she would be disappointed with me if I made that call. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint her. I could tell she was as determined as I was in certain areas of her life, and she’d taken charge with this possession, and she would expect to see things through.
“Come on,” I urged. “Let’s go greet him, get him settled, then we can go back to sleep.”
She nodded, then sat up, easing her mile-long legs over the side of the bed. It took her a minute before she really got moving, but once she did, I had to work to keep up.
After we dressed, I took her hand, led her out into the warm, breezy night toward the resort, where Gideon had brought Jones.
I’d informed the trainer he was to do nothing with Jones until Braelyn decided how she wanted to handle things. This was a first for all of us, and I thought it was important for Braelyn to set the precedent.
When she released my hand, I stepped back, moving to stand beside Gideon, watching as she walked right up to the new arrival.
Braelyn didn’t hesitate, reaching for his hands, taking them in hers as she moved in close. “Jones, I’m Braelyn.”
The possession’s navy-blue eyes settled on her face, and I saw relief there, as though she was his lifeline and he’d be floundering without her. In a way, I figured it was true.
He was an attractive man, one I vaguely remembered from his time here. If I recalled correctly, he hadn’t remained here long before Ms. Mills acquired him. He was close to six feet, with a trim, athletic build and head full