“Yes, sweetheart, come for me.” He backed his chest away, dipped even lower, and pushed his fingers into her pussy.
She lost her breath—immediately consumed with a rich source of energy. Everything else disappeared as he finger-fucked her while his cock pounded her ass. Her head fell back, eyes shut tight, and she screamed against the pressure building inside of her. Her body had been overwhelmed with some pain and some pleasure—all of it extraordinarily fantastic.
Every muscle tightened as though a bomb went off in her center. A rush of pure and unadulterated pleasure awakened every nerve. He thrust in an unforgiving way until he buried himself deep and roared out his satisfaction.
She returned to the present when he withdrew. Her body felt used—sore in all the right places, and in other places that might have been wrong to some. He made quick work to rid her of the ropes and her muscles held no strength, but before she could slump to the floor, he had her in his arms.
She glanced at him and his warm, powerful gaze stared back at her. She hadn’t expected any of this to happen but Madame Eve had been right—they were a perfect match. She might have told herself she’d gotten over him and that her career stood above all else, but it had all been a lie.
Blake adored her in a way no one else dared to and treated her exactly how she wanted to be treated. He knew all her deepest, darkest desires, and he didn’t run from her fantasies, but fulfilled them. “I’ll never leave you again.”
He smiled and kissed her lips in a gentle way that showed how complex a man he really was. “And I’ll never let you go.”