of it.
She liked it too. Because she was writhing on me just like she had in the club that I still wanted to burn to the ground. But this time, my cock was where it belonged. Buried deep inside her.
Wet didn’t begin to describe Ally. She was a goddamn rainforest, and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to throw her down and eat her out. To flip her over and slam into her from behind. I wanted her in missionary and up against a wall. In every conceivable position. I wanted to take years discovering all the ways I could make her come. My own personal treasure hunt.
She was working my dick like there was nothing else in the world she wanted more. Like she didn’t have a sick father. Or crushing medical bills. Or the man who’d rejected her too many times suddenly claiming rights to her.
I felt it again. That electric quivering as her muscles trembled around my dick. It was magic. A miracle. She was my fucking miracle.
“I feel you, Ally. I know you want to come again. Give it to me, sweetheart.”
Because I could, I took her nipple in my mouth again and sucked hard. My world was glowing, bright and hot, and I was kicking myself for almost missing out on knowing what it felt like to have Ally Morales climax on my dick.
I held on to her hips, checking her speed, and started thrusting. Every damn time, I bottomed out in her. I got harder as she got wetter.
Reaching around, I gripped her ass cheeks in both hands and drove into her.
She came like that, with my cock buried in her, my tongue lathing her nipple, and my hands spreading her open from behind.
She bucked, rocking back and forth as those delicate miracles of muscle clamped around me greedily. And then my own orgasm was racing up my balls, drawing them up tight.
“Ally!” This time, when I came saying her name, she was here. She was all around me. It speared through me, gutting me as I poured rope after rope of my hot climax into her. Finally.
It was a religious experience. A spiritual awakening as I filled this woman with my seed.
Fulfilling my destiny and branding her as mine just as she’d carved her initials into my heart.
My life would never be the same. I was never letting her go. No matter what.
She writhed against me, still coming, still sobbing my name, holding my face to her breast.
We stayed like that long after the waves stopped coming. Sweat gave her skin a honey-like sheen in the soft glow of the light. I didn’t want to pull out. I didn’t want to ever not be inside her again. I felt her clench around me once, twice, as if she’d read my mind.
I gave her nipple one last stroke with my tongue before dropping my head back against the sofa. “Three-two,” I gasped.
“Jesus, we’re still not even?” Her laugh was breathless, and I felt that too in my still-hard cock.
“Give me a couple of minutes.”
And the rest of your life.
50
Ally
He took me home. Brownie was waiting not so patiently for us inside. I stayed in the kitchen, helping myself to a glass of water and hopping up on the edge of the counter while Dominic let the dog out into the backyard.
Minutes later, man and dog returned in a burst of energy. They’d clearly been playing in the dark. Brownie stuck his face in his dish, sloshing water everywhere. But Dominic set his sights on me.
He stalked toward me, a gleam in his eyes, and I felt a delicious cocktail of nerves and excitement mix inside me. He looked positively devilish, and I was pretty sure I looked debauched.
Stepping between my legs, he put those big hands on my thighs and ran them up to my hips, squeezing and kneading. My breath caught in my throat because apparently the two most volatile, explosive, violent, world-ending orgasms I’d ever had were not enough.
Judging by the subtle tightening in his jaw, I wasn’t alone.
“I’ve fantasized about you just like this.” His voice was a honeyed rasp that I wanted to bathe myself in.
Orgasms? What orgasms? My vagina’s short-term memory was clearly impaired.
His hands slipped around my hips to my ass, and he yanked me against him. His mammoth penis definitely had a case of amnesia because he was stone hard.
We needed to talk.
Needed to have a conversation about what the hell this all meant.
Discuss why he’d suddenly