Accidental Shield (Marriage Mistake #6)(95)

It’s like he’s my lifeline. My silver thread of sanity. The one thing keeping me from going insane through this ordeal.

He’s kept me alive. I’m certain of it.

And right now, he has me feeling very alive, indeed.

So I bury my face against his shirt, letting go, giving in to his bewildering cologne and musk and brash heat.

Maybe I am a different person than I used to be. My brain shifts away from dwelling on my sorrow to taking what I want.

Taking him by offering my all.

“Flint...” I lift my head and kiss his neck, his stubble, then the bottom of his chin, slowly working my way up to his lips poised in the perfect smirk.

When my lips brush his, curious and exploring, I half expect resistance. Doubts. Second guesses.

But I’m overjoyed when his lips meet mine, returning my kiss.

It lasts for an eternity, us glued together in passion and fury.

I’m flipping delirious, throbbing from head to toe. The desire glowing in his eyes gives me courage.

Without another word, I step back, just enough to slide my hand down his rock hard chest, his buck wild abs, grasping the waistband of his shorts.

“Fuck,” he grinds out.

Giving a brisk tug, I turn and walk down the hall leading to his bedroom, urging him to follow.

Once we’re there, I push up his shirt, and leave a trail of kisses across his chest.

“You sure about this?” he asks.

I smile. “Very sure. You promised me better, Mister.”

He lets out a low growl and grasps my face, kissing me again, making oh-so-good on his word.

Maybe he can’t save the world tonight.

But he can save me from spontaneously combusting thanks to my own reckless lust.

His kisses come hotter now, adding teeth, pulling a soft moan out of me as his hands roam my curves, finding new ways to hint and pinch and tease.

Holy hell!

We strip off each other’s clothes and fall to the bed, fully naked, his massive weight pinning me down. His cock finds my pussy, strokes my clit, this dry humping bliss that leaves me undone and pleading for him to take me. Condoms be damned.

He’s still kissing me everywhere, teasing me with his lips, stroking me with his tongue, driving me higher and higher into a frenzy. I can’t take much more.

I want him right now.

All of him.

“Flint!” I gasp, digging my nails into the bedspread, trying to hold back a full-blown O that’s closing in fast. “Take me. Now. Please.”

He sucks my left nipple long and hard before asking, “Take you where, honey? The fucking zoo?”

His cock slides against me again, thick and eager, rubbing this deliciously forbidden ache through every inch of me.

I tighten my thighs around his waist, forcing him to slow.

“I want you,” I say between harsh breaths. “Want you now.”

“Yeah?” He moves to my other nipple, drags it between his teeth, threatening to make me come then and there. “You want this dick to make you come? You want it so hard you put a few more scars on my skin?”

“Right now!” I groan, biting my lip so hard I almost taste blood.

“One second,” he says, sliding off the bed.

“No!” I almost shout it, grabbing his hand. “I have an IUD. I want to feel everything, Flint. I want you to come inside me.”

I’m a throbbing mess, legs spilling over the edge of the bed as he stares at me like I just told him where he could find Aladdin’s cave of wonders.

“You want this?” he growls, making it perfectly clear what this means with a fierce drag of his cock through my folds.

So flipping close to the target. He grabs my wrists and pins them down, forcing my legs open wider with a twist of his hips, his lip curling like this mad, beautiful beast.

“You know I do,” I whimper, pushing against his length.

“Fucking aye. Listen. I haven’t had it raw for fifteen years, woman. A broken condom gave me Bryce. You got any fucking clue what you’re asking? What you’re willing me to do?” He’s almost panting, his huge chest rising and falling, totally more animal than man.

Oh. My. Flipping. Stars. And. Garters.

I can’t even think.

So I just pull my lip into my mouth and let my eyes do the begging.

“Val...sweet Valerie...you let me in, you let me feel that pussy wrapped around my cock, and I will take you so hard you get amnesia a second time. I know that’s a fucked up thing to say but it’s true. You’ll be so drunk on my strokes you won’t have room for anything else in your head.”

“Yesss.” I plant my palms on my knees, spread them apart, and settle my eyes on his erection. It throbs so hard when he wraps his fist around it. This thin, translucent sap drips out, trailing down to my skin. His pre-come burns. “I want it, I want you, right here, right now.”

A searing flush of heat races through my body. He gives me a savage grin.

Then he lowers himself into me, pushing his dick in. His shoulders roll like every muscle in his body is ready for this.

I don’t even know what happens next. There’s this blistering second where my pussy figures out he’s in me, skin on skin, and that’s when I lose it.

There’s a growl like thunder, a whimper pouring out of me, and a mess of swinging hips and swaying bodies. There’s loud curses and louder kisses and my nails raking down his back, adding a few more scars to his canvass.