before plunging two fingers inside her. Anais gasped and arched beneath him as he thrust those clever fingers in and out, his thumb rubbing against the swollen nub of aching flesh. She strained against him, wanting more, and he inserted a third finger, stretching her as his mouth moved to her other breast. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she pushed against him fiercely and rolled so that now he lay beneath her and she straddled him.
“My turn to ride,” Anais breathed as she leaned down to claim another savage kiss. She took him in her hand and rose onto her knees, holding him steady whilst she sank onto his shaft. He gave a soft grunt of pleasure when she took his length into her. Capturing his hands in hers, she pushed them back over his head, holding him there while she moved over him, lifting herself then slowly sliding back down him. He drew a shuddering breath and lifted his hips, trying to force the pace, but she wouldn’t let him. Closing her eyes, she savoured the feel of that hot slick flesh as she inched up and down it. Rui moaned, and she opened her eyes. Sweat beaded along his forehead, trailing down his jaw which was clenched tightly.
“Yes,” he rasped as Anais ground her pelvis against him, her own breath coming faster. He lunged up and took hold of her, flipping her onto her back once more. He reared over her, his hands pinning her wrists. A drop of sweat trembled on his chin before falling. Now it was his turn. He withdrew then pushed forward again, as slowly as she had ridden him before. One thing she had learned about Rui Alvarez this night—the man had incredible control. It was endless, the slow slide of his cock in and out of her. She threw her legs around him, digging her heels into his firm buttocks, trying to draw him deeper inside. He gave a huff of strained laughter and withdrew completely, sitting back on his heels.
“Turn around,” he ordered her harshly. “On your hands and knees.”
She bridled at his tone, even as her belly clenched with excitement. A slow smile lit his face.
“Please,” he whispered, laughing at her. Anais obeyed him, turning to crouch before him. He trailed a finger down her spine, and she shivered. “Good girl,” he murmured. That same finger slid between the crease of her buttocks before slipping into her wet sex. “Good girl,” he said again, harsher this time.
He bowed his body over hers, sweat-slick and hot. She felt his breath against her neck when he pushed her hair over her shoulder and bit gently at her nape. His cock nudged at her opening as he wrapped his arms around her and she pushed back against him, wanting him inside her. His arms tightened, and he entered her on one powerful thrust that sheathed all of him. His groin slapped against her buttocks, and she stifled a scream of pleasure. He was so deep inside her.
He kept one arm around her whilst the other hand moved between her legs rubbing her sex. His breath gusting against her neck, he began to move, not slowly this time, but hard and fierce, slamming into her over and over. Anais’s mouth was open, dragging in breath after breath. She felt her pleasure rising as she ground against his hand. Each penetration brought her closer. Rui was grunting, his movements becoming more frenzied, less controlled.
“Oh gods,” Anais heard him moan. At the same time, her climax rose and slammed into her. She screamed, feeling the muscles of her passage clench around his cock. “Gods,” he moaned again. She was still riding her own release, feeling it shiver outwards from her sex, deep in her belly. “Fuck,” he cried out, thrusting once, twice, a third time, harder and deeper than before. His teeth sank into her shoulder. The hot rush of his seed flooded her. He ground his pelvis against her buttocks furiously, lifting his head and uttering a guttural moan. He thrust again, less fiercely now. Anais could feel his cock pulsing deep within her. “Oh yes,” he murmured softly on one last thrust. His head dropped against her shoulder, the weight of his body collapsing over her back, heavy and slick with sweat.
One more battle fought, and Anais had no idea which of them was the winner.
Towards dawn, as pale grey fingers of light crept across the room and fell upon the ruin of