Risking it All (Crossing the Line, #1)(67)

“Better finish what you started, Sera.

Unless this is enough for you.” He withdrew his finger halfway and shoved it back in again and again, gritting his teeth at the feel of her tight, damp heat.

Perfect. So goddamn perfect. He nudged her clit with his knuckle and felt her mouth open against his neck, her teeth rake his flesh. “Are my fingers enough for you?”

“Yes…no. I-I don’t know.” Her hands moved on his aching cock, rolling the condom on fully. It made him even hotter, watching her perform the task.

Seeing her erratic movements, her rush to get him prepared to be inside her.

Bowen gripped her chin in his hand.

He wanted her looking at him when he finally sank in. Inevitably, he would lose himself, and he needed her eyes to anchor him. “Tell your man how bad you need him. Tell him to give it to you hard.”

“I need you, Bowen.” Her eyes were clouded with lust. “Give it to me hard.”

He rammed himself deep, driving her high against the wall. She screamed in her throat, the most erotic sound he’d ever heard, her lips shaking with the effort to keep quiet, keep them undiscovered. Even he had to put a leash on the need to shout, the feel of her made him feel so crazed. “Jesus, f*ck. You tight-ass girl. I can’t breathe when I’m inside you. I can’t think.”

Her ankles locked just above his ass, sinking him even deeper and drawing a groan from his mouth. “D-don’t think, just move,” she said shakily.

Knowing he was seconds from losing any semblance of control, he braced his arm between her back and the wall so she wouldn’t get hurt. Then he flattened his free hand above her on the wall and started pumping his hips. He didn’t start slow. Couldn’t. His pace was merciless, giving them what they both needed.

“Nobody feels like you, baby,” he groaned against her neck, before sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin. “I’m so f*cking deep and it’s not enough. It’ll never be enough. I can’t touch all of you at once and it drives me crazy. I need everything, always. More, more.”

“You have me.” Her voice shook with the force of his thrusts. “I’m here.”

“You left.” He pressed their foreheads together, focused on the brown eyes glazed with passion. “I watched you leave. Don’t do that to me again.”

“I won’t.” She whimpered as he increased his pace. “I promise.”

His hips moved on their own, plowing into her with deep, savage thrusts. The force of his drives shook her locked ankles loose at his back, so her legs dangled on either side of him, suspended inches above the ground. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, her moans increasing in volume against his ear until he knew she was almost ready to come. He was overcome by the obsessive need for her to tighten up and shake around him, the way she’d done the first time. He needed to be what sent her there.

Bowen licked up the side of her neck and bit down on her earlobe. “You came back for me, Sera. You came back because I mean something to you and thank Christ for that.” His hand left the wall to jerk her left leg up around his waist, and they both moaned at the new friction. “But there’s another reason you came back and I’m f*cking you with it right now. Isn’t that right, beautiful? You love what I put between your legs.

Admit it for me, part of the reason you came back is because you know you won’t get this anywhere else. Not like I do it.”

Her fingernails dug into the back of his neck; her thigh started to shake in his hand. “Yes. Yes, I need it.”

“Nowhere else,” he growled against her mouth. “Let’s hear it.”

“Nowhere else,” she gasped, her * clenching around him so tight, nothing could stop him from ramming into her spasming flesh, over and over, unable to hold back an ounce of his strength. Electricity shot down his spine, into his lower back, between his legs.

He momentarily panicked when his eyes went blind because he couldn’t see her, so he concentrated on her fingers riffling through his hair, her clean scent.

Burying his face against her neck, he pushed deep inside her and let the mind-blowing orgasm drag him under. “Sera, Sera, Sera. Feels so f*cking good, baby, take it. Take it all for me. See what you do to me? You and that sweet *? I can’t breathe.”

For long moments, he stayed like that, crushing their bodies together as his pulse returned to a semi-normal rhythm, since it never completely steadied with Sera

around.

Reality

came

back

gradually, like a Polaroid coming into focus, but he was still afraid to move.

Afraid he would step back to find himself

huddled

on

the

ground,

imagining her. “You okay, Ladybug?” he mumbled and then held his breath, waiting to hear her voice.

Her open mouth pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I’m okay. I’m better than okay.”

He pulled back to take in the sight of her flushed face. She looked as if she’d been attacked, and even knowing he’d put her in this state, even though she’d wanted it, he still felt irrational worry.

“I wish I could tell you it won’t be like this every time, but I can’t. You do something to me, Sera. You change me and once that happens…I need that feeling too much to hold back.”