His eyes clouded and he hesitated, but he didn’t draw away.
She stepped back and stripped off her thong, then leaned over the couch again, offering herself.
She heard him release a pent-up breath. He stepped behind her and she expected his hard cock to drive into her.
Instead, he took her shoulders and drew her upward, then turned her around so they were face-to-face and pulled her into another heart-shattering kiss.
His lips parted from hers and he gazed at her with a fierce expression. “Tell me again what you want.”
He seemed close to losing control and that thrilled her. “Please, Sir, I want every inch of you inside me.”
And she did. God, her insides ached with the need to feel him inside her. Stretching her. Filling her.
He dropped his pajama pants to the floor, then backed her against the wall so fast she gasped. His fingers found her opening and stroked.
“Oh, yes.”
He groaned, then hard, hot flesh pushed against her. His cockhead teased her opening.
“Hard. Drive into me hard, Sir.”
His fierce glare, shimmering with defiance, cut through her. Would he refuse?
But he drove into her, his hard column of flesh impaling her in one sure stroke.
He held her tight to his body, crushing her against his broad chest. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, Sir,” she said with a slow breath. Oh, God, she’d almost forgotten how long and thick he was. Almost. Her body remembered, and embraced him. She quivered as they stood there, his big cock deep inside her, his body crushing her to the wall.
He gazed down at her and the intensity of his dark blue eyes unnerved her.
Almost as if … No, she wouldn’t believe that he loved her.
She squeezed him with intimate muscles and he groaned.
* * *
Matt couldn’t help himself. She squeezed and he responded. He lifted her legs and she wrapped them around him, then he drew back and drove deep again. Deep into her hot velvet depths.
“Oh, yes.”
Her words, dripping in pleasure, rocked through him. He didn’t know how long he’d last. He was so close, so delirious with need being inside her like this.
Her fingers tightened around his shoulders as he drove in again and again. His cock ached as the cool air surrounded him, then he drove into her hot depths again. Cool, hot, cool, hot. She arched against him and moaned. He gritted his teeth, willing himself to hold back. Just long enough …
“Oh, God, yes.” She threw her head back. “Oh, yes…” Her fingers tightened. “You’re making me…”
Her passage tightened around him as she shuddered in orgasm. He thrust deep and let go. His balls tightened and heat coursed through him, flooding into her.
He held her soft body tight to him as he came. The intensity of it heightened every sensation. Her nipples pressed into him. Her hot sheath around him. Her soft breathing against his neck. The thumping of her heart against his chest.
He held her close, never wanting to let her go.
But knowing he had to.
He gazed down at her and her eyelids fluttered open, revealing her big, beautiful blue eyes. Their gazes locked, then her eyes widened and … Oh, fuck, he could sense her drawing away. The open, vulnerable look in her eyes closed and her body tensed ever so slightly.
But her heart still beat close to his, and her hot sheath still surrounded him.