Defended & Desired
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She reached toward him, undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. She reached into his boxers and wrapped her fingers around the smooth tight skin of his erection.
God, he was huge. Just like the rest of him. And just as hot. And hard.
The naked expanse of his chest rose and fell rapidly as she stroked him. His lips parted slightly as he watched her hand move on him. He closed his eyes and groaned.
“Damn,” he said in a strangled voice.
Then his eyes flew open, their fierce possessiveness trapping her in the midnight depths. He shoved his pants and boxers down. Then he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head as he came over her.
Then he plunged into her heat.
She sucked in a gasp. His girth stretched her to the limit. Thick and heavy inside her. Warm and muscular around her. He felt so good.
Then he froze. “Shit. Condom.”
She crossed her ankles behind his back, holding him in place. “Don’t worry. I’m covered.”
“Good.” He sent a long stroke into her. “Because I don’t think I can stop.”
“Then don’t,” she breathed.
His mouth captured her lips, a searing brand of ownership.
Then his body claimed her with hard, powerful drives.
Secretly, she loved when a man took charge in bed. She wanted control in all other aspects of her life. But behind the bedroom door, she wanted to be controlled and dominated. Taken for his pleasure. As he met her needs in return.
And Trey proved oh so good at meeting her needs. It tantalized her to be surrounded by his large body, one of his hands imprisoning her wrists, the other gliding behind her back, tucking under her tailbone, holding her captive to his forceful thrusts. His chest grazed her nipples as he rode her toward the summit of bliss they both sought.
As much as she wanted to keep her eyes closed and lose herself in the full-body sensations he delivered, she lifted her lashes. She caught the darkened silhouette of his shoulders as he rocked above her and met his gaze. He stared at her with raw intensity, making her feel as if she were the center of his world. Cherished. Desired.
“Is this what you wanted?” he murmured gruffly.
“Yes.” Enamored by the sight of him, the sensations of him stroking inside her, she knew no spoken words could adequately describe the potency of his sexual prowess, let alone the emotions he provided.
Huge and thickly muscled, his incredible body made her cave to the feminine desire to be owned and consumed. “I love the way you take me,” she whispered.
After some tugging, she pried one wrist free to coast her hand along the chiseled musculature of his arm. His skin was hot to the touch as she wrapped her hand around his bicep, a huge bulge of granite beneath her palm. When she caressed his chest and stomach, his muscles contracted and rippled under her fingertips.
The effects of his sexual exertion formed a mist over his body. His skin grew slick. She reached around his muscular torso, scraping her nails up his back.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you.” The intensity in his gaze sharpened until it almost hurt to look into his eyes. Usually, her sexual encounters were about physical gratification, not this deep connection unleashing complex emotions that swirled inside her.
“I’ve wanted this, too…” she revealed, her voice trailing off with a moan.
She dug her heels into his backside. He pumped harder.
“Oh, yeah. Oh, my God.” She threw her head back against her pillow, her neck and back arching to meet his thrusts. “Yes,” she cried as an orgasm built inside her.
“I want to make you scream,” he growled.
She gasped as tension built like a rising storm. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
“Ladies first.” When he tucked his face into her neck, his mouth latched onto her, sucking hard. His breath came in heated bursts against her skin. His scent surrounded her, a mingling of sweat, spiced cologne and sexual heat.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged, losing herself to the sensations building and swirling inside her core.
His thrusts turned hard and focused. “Ah, God,” he groaned.
“Yes…yes!” She clamped her thighs around his waist as spasms shuddered through her. Her nails carved into her palms. Bliss radiated like rockets across her nerve endings, the electric sensation spreading in waves out to her limbs.
His moans built to a heavy crescendo.
Suddenly, he stopped breathing. Every muscle tightened around her like the iron bars of a cage. Then his groan reverberated against her skin as a hot splash released inside her.
She hugged him tight, enjoying his heavy throbbing that elicited a few lingering tremors inside her. Eventually, she relaxed the clasp of her ankles, resting the heels of her shoes against his oh-so-fine ass.
“Damn. That was so good.” He shivered in her arms.
“Mmm, I agree,” she murmured, gliding her fingertips up the damp trail of his spine.
He pulsed inside her. “Makes me want to take you again. Right now.”
“Now?” She’d never had a lover demand seconds. Not this soon.
Surprised, she glanced up at him. The smoldering fire in his eyes and the again-hard length within her proved his point.
“This is what happens when you make me wait.”
She raised her palm. “Hey, I would’ve been on board ages ago, if you’d shown your interest before.”
He arched an eyebrow. “I guess I should’ve stopped being a gentleman and gone with instinct instead.”
“No, I’m all for you being a gentleman. I’m just glad you made your…intentions known.”
“Now you know.” The hungry look returned to his eyes. His length thickened in her slick channel, and a deliberate flex, followed by another, instantly renewed her desire.
She smiled. “Beyond the shadow of a doubt.”
He sat up, clutching her hips as he brought her with him, her ass against his thighs again as he withdrew partway. He flattened one hand on the sheets, and his thumb grazed her temple. “Let me know if you ever have doubts about how much I want you. I promise I’ll make them go away.”
As he spoke the words, a deep-set light shone in his eyes, like the sentiment came from his soul. A little too deep for a fling meant to satiate the needs of the flesh. She brought her thoughts back to the physical when she sent him a sultry look and grazed her fingertips down his perfect six-pack abs. “That sounds promising.”
“I’ll make your doubts go away right now,” he offered.
“How generous of you,” she said with a flirtatious smile.
God, he was huge. Just like the rest of him. And just as hot. And hard.
The naked expanse of his chest rose and fell rapidly as she stroked him. His lips parted slightly as he watched her hand move on him. He closed his eyes and groaned.
“Damn,” he said in a strangled voice.
Then his eyes flew open, their fierce possessiveness trapping her in the midnight depths. He shoved his pants and boxers down. Then he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head as he came over her.
Then he plunged into her heat.
She sucked in a gasp. His girth stretched her to the limit. Thick and heavy inside her. Warm and muscular around her. He felt so good.
Then he froze. “Shit. Condom.”
She crossed her ankles behind his back, holding him in place. “Don’t worry. I’m covered.”
“Good.” He sent a long stroke into her. “Because I don’t think I can stop.”
“Then don’t,” she breathed.
His mouth captured her lips, a searing brand of ownership.
Then his body claimed her with hard, powerful drives.
Secretly, she loved when a man took charge in bed. She wanted control in all other aspects of her life. But behind the bedroom door, she wanted to be controlled and dominated. Taken for his pleasure. As he met her needs in return.
And Trey proved oh so good at meeting her needs. It tantalized her to be surrounded by his large body, one of his hands imprisoning her wrists, the other gliding behind her back, tucking under her tailbone, holding her captive to his forceful thrusts. His chest grazed her nipples as he rode her toward the summit of bliss they both sought.
As much as she wanted to keep her eyes closed and lose herself in the full-body sensations he delivered, she lifted her lashes. She caught the darkened silhouette of his shoulders as he rocked above her and met his gaze. He stared at her with raw intensity, making her feel as if she were the center of his world. Cherished. Desired.
“Is this what you wanted?” he murmured gruffly.
“Yes.” Enamored by the sight of him, the sensations of him stroking inside her, she knew no spoken words could adequately describe the potency of his sexual prowess, let alone the emotions he provided.
Huge and thickly muscled, his incredible body made her cave to the feminine desire to be owned and consumed. “I love the way you take me,” she whispered.
After some tugging, she pried one wrist free to coast her hand along the chiseled musculature of his arm. His skin was hot to the touch as she wrapped her hand around his bicep, a huge bulge of granite beneath her palm. When she caressed his chest and stomach, his muscles contracted and rippled under her fingertips.
The effects of his sexual exertion formed a mist over his body. His skin grew slick. She reached around his muscular torso, scraping her nails up his back.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you.” The intensity in his gaze sharpened until it almost hurt to look into his eyes. Usually, her sexual encounters were about physical gratification, not this deep connection unleashing complex emotions that swirled inside her.
“I’ve wanted this, too…” she revealed, her voice trailing off with a moan.
She dug her heels into his backside. He pumped harder.
“Oh, yeah. Oh, my God.” She threw her head back against her pillow, her neck and back arching to meet his thrusts. “Yes,” she cried as an orgasm built inside her.
“I want to make you scream,” he growled.
She gasped as tension built like a rising storm. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
“Ladies first.” When he tucked his face into her neck, his mouth latched onto her, sucking hard. His breath came in heated bursts against her skin. His scent surrounded her, a mingling of sweat, spiced cologne and sexual heat.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged, losing herself to the sensations building and swirling inside her core.
His thrusts turned hard and focused. “Ah, God,” he groaned.
“Yes…yes!” She clamped her thighs around his waist as spasms shuddered through her. Her nails carved into her palms. Bliss radiated like rockets across her nerve endings, the electric sensation spreading in waves out to her limbs.
His moans built to a heavy crescendo.
Suddenly, he stopped breathing. Every muscle tightened around her like the iron bars of a cage. Then his groan reverberated against her skin as a hot splash released inside her.
She hugged him tight, enjoying his heavy throbbing that elicited a few lingering tremors inside her. Eventually, she relaxed the clasp of her ankles, resting the heels of her shoes against his oh-so-fine ass.
“Damn. That was so good.” He shivered in her arms.
“Mmm, I agree,” she murmured, gliding her fingertips up the damp trail of his spine.
He pulsed inside her. “Makes me want to take you again. Right now.”
“Now?” She’d never had a lover demand seconds. Not this soon.
Surprised, she glanced up at him. The smoldering fire in his eyes and the again-hard length within her proved his point.
“This is what happens when you make me wait.”
She raised her palm. “Hey, I would’ve been on board ages ago, if you’d shown your interest before.”
He arched an eyebrow. “I guess I should’ve stopped being a gentleman and gone with instinct instead.”
“No, I’m all for you being a gentleman. I’m just glad you made your…intentions known.”
“Now you know.” The hungry look returned to his eyes. His length thickened in her slick channel, and a deliberate flex, followed by another, instantly renewed her desire.
She smiled. “Beyond the shadow of a doubt.”
He sat up, clutching her hips as he brought her with him, her ass against his thighs again as he withdrew partway. He flattened one hand on the sheets, and his thumb grazed her temple. “Let me know if you ever have doubts about how much I want you. I promise I’ll make them go away.”
As he spoke the words, a deep-set light shone in his eyes, like the sentiment came from his soul. A little too deep for a fling meant to satiate the needs of the flesh. She brought her thoughts back to the physical when she sent him a sultry look and grazed her fingertips down his perfect six-pack abs. “That sounds promising.”
“I’ll make your doubts go away right now,” he offered.
“How generous of you,” she said with a flirtatious smile.
