Whereas she rode it out, wanting the epitome of sensual lady, he bought up and stripped out of the remainder of his garments. He grabbed a condom from the pocket of his pants—he’d put it there this week, after he’d met her on the ferry, and was very glad to have adopted the impulse.

Lindsey was nonetheless quivering, her gasps slowly turning into sighs, although her eyes remained closed. She was a limp, boneless heap. Her thighs had been open, her breasts crimson and marked by his mouth.

She seemed totally wanton. And he needed to be in her or he would die.

He moved again between her legs and her eyes flew open.

“Can I please maintain you?” she requested.

Nodding solemnly, he stayed nonetheless as she reached for him, sliding her fingers into his hair, holding him tight, like she was afraid he’d go someplace. As if.

“That was wonderful,” she mentioned.

“I do know.”

He dropped his face to hers and caught her mouth in a hungry kiss, at the same time as he pulled one in every of her legs up round his hip and opened her even wider for his final possession. He nudged towards her moist warmth, his cock sinking between her folds after which into her tight, slick core.

She wrapped round him, took him inch by inch, arched her hips up in welcome. And the deeper he sank, the extra sure he was that he’d fallen and landed in heaven.

“Oh, sure,” she cried, nipping at his jaw, raking her nails down his again. He didn’t return to their sport, didn’t inform her what to do. This was elemental—primal. Intuition had taken them each over and so they had been helpless to do something however come collectively in a storm of want.

She tightened her leg round his hip, urging him deeper, and he was unable to withstand driving all the way in which into her with a strong thrust. He sank deep, till he was seated to the hilt.

She let loose somewhat scream.

“Are you all proper?”

“No,” she mentioned, breathless, hoarse. “However I’m all tousled in the easiest manner.”

That didn’t make sense, however he understood it anyway. She’d let down her guard, damaged her personal guidelines. Lindsey had opened as much as him in each manner she presumably might. Due to that belief, that confidence in him, he was certain she was savoring the identical wonderful, life-changing pleasure he was, as the 2 of them rocked and thrust, gave and took.

He was possessed by her, wanting to own her again. He didn’t really feel like he might ever get into her deeply sufficient, however he tried. Oh, God, he tried. Grabbing her leg, he pushed it increased till it draped over his shoulder, and he or she gasped as he claimed that rather more of her.

They rocked onerous, slaves to their our bodies. The strain spiraled uncontrolled. She urged him on, groaning, begging, thrusting. Till lastly, with that little back-of-the-throat cry he’d acknowledge for the remainder of his life, she got here once more.

Which was sufficient to deliver him proper alongside along with her.

* * *

LINDSEY WOKE WITH a stunned begin, unsure what had woke up her from the amazingly scorching dream she’d been having.

It took her a second to determine the place she was and to know the reality: it had not been a dream. The burden of a powerful, masculine arm draped throughout her waist, the beat of a coronary heart towards her shoulder and the smooth, even exhalations towards her temple proved it.

Every part got here flooding again, from the minute he’d knocked on the door till the second they’d each been gripped within the loopy ardour that had them pounding, breathless, sweaty and insane.

And the remaining. God, the remainder of it. Did I actually undergo his each demand?

Sure. She had.

She closed her eyes once more, letting herself keep in mind each second, letting herself consider. It hadn’t been a fantasy creeping up from the interior recesses of her thoughts, some longing she’d by no means identified she felt. She actually had surrendered herself, physique, thoughts and spirit, to a person she’d solely met per week in the past.

A person who now slept along with her in her mattress. A person with whom she had fallen asleep.

That shocked her, and he or she blinked, glancing over on the bedside clock. It was 2:00 a.m. After the wonderful intercourse, she’d fallen asleep, as if it was an on a regular basis prevalence. He’d clearly gotten as much as flip off the lights and rejoined her, holding her as tightly in his sleep as he had when awake.

He’d warned her he would, but Mike had no concept he’d damaged down yet one more of her limitations. She lay very nonetheless within the circle of his arms, feeling the scrape of his leg, the heat of his pores and skin, the press of his half-aroused intercourse towards her hip.

It took her solely a second to appreciate she was ready for the panic to set in, and one other to acknowledge that it hadn’t.

She was okay. Really, she was wonderful. Good. Thrilled even.

As a result of, simply remembering the way in which she’d delivered herself into his fingers, and the way significantly he’d taken that duty, was sufficient to provide her not solely reassurance, however chills of satisfaction.

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