Dusk Til Dawn by Kris Norris Page B

pumped her sex, building the pressure growing inside her. She felt full. Overfull as if her impending release expanded outward, threatening to burst through her groin. Her head tilted back, the air too heavy to breathe. Her fingers clenched around his hair, holding his head firm as heat rolled through her body. The muscles in her stomach tensed, contracting in sequence as her orgasm flared and held, keeping her suspended on the edge.
    Annie groaned in desperation. So close but so damn far. She panted out her breath, not sure what she needed when Dylan ran his finger along the cleft of her ass, sinking one cream-coated finger inside her puckered opening.
    She broke, the combined sensation of his mouth on her clit, and his fingers in her sex and ass more than she could handle. Her body convulsed around his mouth, her thighs trembling with induced fatigue. She thought she moaned his name, but it was lost in the pounding of her heart in her head. Her vision blurred then faded, and she didn’t realize she’d collapsed until she felt the warm press of his chest against her side as he caught her, lifting her into his arms.
    Her head lolled against his shoulder as he carried her across the room, gently laying her across the blanket. Soft cotton brushed against her skin as he positioned her in the middle, rising over her as he gathered her in his arms, slipping them beneath her shoulders as his hips wedged between her thighs. She used what little strength she had to pull him closer, peppering frantic kisses along his jaw. Her body was wired, despite the almost numbing orgasm, her muscles quivering in burning need.
    “Easy, Annie. I’ve got you.”
    She forced her eyelids open, needing to see his face as he shifted slightly, caressing her pussy with the head of his cock.
    “God, yes. Dylan, I need…”
    You .
    The word stuck on her tongue, the honesty of it soul deep. It held more weight than this one act, and she knew once he’d loved her, she’d never be the same. Never feel this safe, this connected to anyone.
    Dylan lowered his body, covering hers as he nuzzled her nose, making her look at him. Understanding shone in his eyes, and he leaned in, gently taking her lips in his. Her eyes misted at the tenderness in his touch, and she had to blink back tears when he eased up.
    He whispered her name as he slowly thrust forward, sinking his shaft inside her, inch by glorious inch. Her channel contracted, fighting to take his width as he continued to push into her until he was fully seated.
    His breath washed over her shoulder. “So tight. You’re amazing.” He kissed her again. Deeper. Harder.
    She arched against him, wanting every part of her body to be touching his. He slid one hand lower, keeping her groin pressed to his as he began a steady but slow rhythm, claiming her channel then easing out, leaving only the plum-shaped head inside her. She squeezed her thighs tight around his back, keeping him close as he moved along her body, possessing her in a way she never dreamed possible.
    His harsh grunt had her clenching around him, another release building in her core. She pressed her head into the blanket, using her legs to meet each thrust, knowing it was only a matter of time before he upped his pace, taking her like he had against the wall.
    Dylan seemed to read her mind, his hips slamming harder into hers as he rose onto his elbows, broadcasting his intentions. She nodded, gripping his arms, loving the feel of his muscles as they flexed beneath her touch.
    He gave her three more controlled passes before leaning his head back, the cords in his neck straining as he gritted his teeth and let loose. His motion blurred, his massive form obscuring the view beyond his shoulder. She held on, striving toward release as he pounded into her, making her breasts shimmy with each punishing stroke. Fire laced through her veins, consuming every inch of her skin as her pussy spasmed, teetering on the edge.
    Dylan shouted her name, levering