.” She couldn’t quite get the word out, finding tiny fragments of inhibition lodged within her desire.
“My cock. You want me to fuck you with my cock.” He rocked his hips against hers. The sensation of his buckskin-covered erection sliding over her wet quim made her moan.
“Yes—fuck me,” she gasped.
“How shall I do it, Jess? I could give you my cock slow and gentle, or hard and rough.” He continued to torment her with his shaft slipping over her.
“Slow and gentle first. Then hard and rough. As rough as you dare.” She dug her nails into his shoulders. “But do it now.”
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes gleaming. He held her gaze as he worked a hand between their bodies to undo the fastening of his breeches. She knew he’d freed himself when he sucked in a breath, and she looked down to see him holding his erection in a grip so tight it surely hurt.
“One thing,” she murmured.
He went still. “Anything.”
“I cannot risk pregnancy.”
He nodded once. “I’ll be careful.”
The last fragment of her tension fell away, and she exhaled, preparing herself for what was to come.
He straightened to standing, and guided his cock to slide through her folds, making her moan.
“You’re so wet.”
“You made me so.”
He shook his head. “We made you wet. You and I together. Because you need this, don’t you? You need my cock in you, just as I need your cunt around me.”
His words would shatter her. “Don’t play with me any longer. This is the last time I’ll tell you: fuck me. If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to—”
He thrust into her in one long, thick pump. She bowed up from the table, uncaring about the rigid surface at her back. All she felt was him inside her, filling her completely.
“Does this satisfy you, Jess?” he growled. “And this?” With each question, he drove into her. His strokes were slow, but the force behind them shook her. “Like so.”
Her whole body was alight with sensation. “Just like that.”
“I’ll give you everything. Everything you want.” He fucked her, his pace unhurried and steady.
His tempo was almost too leisurely, yet pleasure built higher within her. In gradual waves, ecstasy rose up. She loved the way he fit, how her body had to stretch to accommodate him, and his determination to give her as much sensation as she could handle—to give her more than she could handle.
“That’s it, Jess,” he crooned. “Let me fuck you like this.”
She jolted when his fingers found her clitoris. “Oh, God.”
He timed his strokes with his caresses on her bud, and in a rush, another orgasm took her. A long, keening sound tumbled from her lips as she drowned in pleasure, as if she was crying out for help, but didn’t truly want anyone to save her.
He had stilled as she’d come, but just as the waves of ecstasy began to recede, his pace increased. “You’ve had slow and gentle. Now I’ll give it to you hard and rough.”
The table beneath her shuddered with the force of his thrusts, and yet she didn’t care. She didn’t care if it collapsed beneath her, or if the bricks of Carriford crumbled to the earth. She didn’t care about anything except his exquisite brutal strokes. Something fell off the table, a plate or other piece of china, and shattered on the floor. He didn’t ease his thrusts, and they were both lost to the frenzy.
She careened out into ecstasy. It was made all the better by his harsh, rasping breaths, and the quiet grunts that told her he was consumed in this moment and the wonder of their bodies together.
“Please, Jess,” he growled. “Come for me. Show me I’m giving you what you want. I need you to come.”
She did. Jess would have believed it impossible that she could have so many orgasms in one night, but he was in all things a marvel, and she came again in a final climax that scoured her clean of everything. Every thought, every sense of who she believed herself to be, of what she believed sex could be. All of it. Her orgasm eradicated everything except sensation.
Her body seemed to liquify as she collapsed against the table. And she realized that, in all this time as he’d tasted her and pleasured her, not once had he any kind of release. Surely he suffered from enduring as long as he had.