My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(53)

She blew out a slow breath, trying to order her thoughts amid the swirling haze of hormones currently marinating her brain. “I don’t want gentle. I want you. Hard and fast and punishing, until we are both too spent to move.”

When she glanced up she saw Dex holding a foil packet. The fact that she hadn’t noticed he had grabbed it showed her how distracted she had allowed herself to become.

She watched, mesmerized, as he ripped open the packet and rolled the condom down his length, making her ache to have him inside her.

He was one step closer, and impatience squeezed her chest.

Dex came around to the side of the bed and sat. The mattress dipped under his weight, and she frowned as his face and that beautiful cock were hidden from her view.

“Go ahead and move your hands, Kate. Come around here and straddle me. And for the safety of all involved, go ahead and take off the stilettos…for now.”

A thrill pierced her as she sat up, and with his help, crawled onto his lap, trapping his hard cock between them.

She wanted to strip off the condom, take him into her mouth, taste him, and make him lose control. But her throbbing clit demanded he fill her.

Dex captured her gaze, then cupped her cheeks in his hands before he lowered his lips to take possession of her mouth.

He directed the angle of her head so he could thoroughly explore her mouth, sending lightning bolts of arousal searing through her.

She could taste herself on his tongue, a combination of sweet and almost spicy.

When she was breathless and writhing, he grabbed her ass and guided her upward so her weight rested on her shins.

She laid her hands on his shoulders to steady herself, as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance.

Kate tried to drop down onto him fast and hard, but Dex’s grip on her ass kept her in place. When she stopped fighting him, he lowered her just enough to feel the siren’s song of that thick tip teasing her.

His jaw was clenched tight, his expression strained, suggesting this much restraint was a struggle for him.

She lowered her gaze to his broad chest.

“Do you want me, Kate?” His voice was strong and steady, but she heard a definite undertone of need inside those words, which aroused her even more.

She bucked her hips, trying to take more of him. “Yes. Please. I definitely want you.”

He immediately lowered her another inch or so, and as his thick tip pressed into her, it began to stretch her, pulling a long, low moan from her throat.

He flexed his hips, which pushed him inside a bit more, teasing her. She bit her lip as exquisite sensations continued to assault her when he slowly lowered her farther.

She gripped his shoulders, hard, having given up trying to buck against his firm hold on her ass to speed his entry.

When he flexed his hips again, she gasped and allowed her eyes to slip closed so she could drown in the amazing sensations crashing through her.

She had finally relaxed around his welcome invasion when he suddenly released his tight hold on her ass.

She opened her eyes immediately, meeting his dark gaze as it drilled into her.

She swallowed hard and sucked in a deep breath before she dropped down onto him, taking him fully.

A shout of triumph broke from her as he stretched her wide, pressing firmly against her sensitive cervix. Kate didn’t allow her body time to get used to the intensity of the new invasion. She wanted more.

She writhed on his lap, shamelessly rubbing his wide tip against her sensitive cervix as she tightened around him.

Now that her face was on a closer level with his, he leaned forward and feathered kisses across her cheeks, eyelids, and nose. She sighed, still working him inside her.

When he nipped her bottom lip, she jumped, but the sharp pain only added to the building pleasure.

He cupped her cheek in his large hand, his warmth burning through every part of her. She expected him to thrust his fingers into the hair at her nape, to control her movements and take her where he wanted her. But as much as she loved that, she also loved getting to set the pace and explore at her leisure.

Warmth spilled though her chest that had nothing to do with sex. She’d known Master Dex could be an emotional danger to her; she just hadn’t known just how quickly that might manifest. Now that she saw the first stirrings of the hard shell that protected her heart begin to crack, she knew. But she wasn’t sure what to do about it.

She shoved those feelings aside and returned to the physical pleasure, and the present moment. And in the moment, being with Dex was an intoxicating experience.

He wrapped his arms around her and as the tight bustier slowly loosened, she realized he was undoing the eye hooks holding it closed, one by one.

“I want to feel your skin against mine, Kate. As much as I love how sexy you look in this, I want the freedom to touch you, too.”

She sucked in a breath as she raised her gaze to his. She could no longer deny that it was desire shining in his eyes, and it wasn’t only physical, but desire for her.

When he released the last hook, he peeled the stiff material away from her skin and laid it aside. Cool air hit her nipples, pebbling them into tight peaks.

Dex pulled her firmly against him, their current position bringing her chest to chest with him, so his curly, dark hairs now rasped against her sensitive nipples with each movement.

She twined her arms around his neck, returning his kiss and allowing him whatever possession of her that he wanted. Her orgasm built slowly, her body always slower to peak without some type of impact play. But he had already shown her the exception to that when he massaged her G-spot.