Hammered by Desiree Holt Page A

of the hall,” she told him.
    He lifted her in his arms and strode down the hallway,
through the open doorway, and deposited her on her feet beside the bed. His
mouth sought hers again and drew on it skillfully as he tore off his jacket and
shirt, undid his belt and the zipper on his slacks, and toed off his shoes and
socks. He was urgent in his need, hungry to feel her under him again, to feel
her hot pussy clenching around his shaft.
    He broke the kiss only to divest himself of his slacks and
shorts. Stopping for a moment to drink in the sight of her, he opened her robe
and pushed it from her shoulders. Beneath it was a thin, very sheer short gown
that concealed nothing. No tank top and sleep shorts for her. Thank god.
    She shivered slightly as he palmed her breasts and brushed
her nipples with his thumbs, moving over peaks that were already stiff and hard.
Holy mother, she was so soft and warm. Just touching her skin sent a sizzle of
fire burning through him. He pressed a kiss at the hollow of her throat, felt
the accelerated beat of her pulse against the delicate skin. He licked it
gently and her hands came up to clutch his shoulders.
    He wanted to taste every wonderful inch of her again, but
right now he couldn’t wait. He tore himself away from her long enough to grab
his pants, reach into his pocket and pull out the handful of condoms he’d
hastily stuffed in there.
    Livy hadn’t moved, just watched him through heavy-lidded
eyes.
    He lifted her onto the bed, arranging her the way he wanted
to, bending her legs at the knees and planting her feet on the bed. Crawling
between them he tore open one of the foil packets, yanked the condom out and
rolled it on with hands shaking with the intensity of his need for her.
    “I need it fast this time, Livy. I have to have you. Next
time we’ll take it real slow.”
    Alex spread the lips of her cunt and ran a fingertip over the
pink flesh. She was soaked. Was that from the kiss or had she been thinking
about him? Please god not about some other man. He slid two fingers inside her
to assure himself she was ready for him. Positioning the head of his dick at
her opening he pushed forward, a little at a time. It took every bit of control
not to be a savage and just ram it home.
    Livy was moaning now, soft little sounds that ramped up his
desire and hunger. He took a moment to lean forward and suck each nipple
individually, loving the little whimpers she made when he did so. Then his
thumb found her clit and he eased into her even more as he worked the little
nub, calling forth her climax, pulling her up to the peak with him.
    Then he was all the way inside her. He closed his eyes, every
sense heightened at the feel of her tight pussy clenched around him. Her juices
bathed him, lubricating her hot, tight channel for him.
    “Later we’ll be slower,” he gasped, hips moving as he pumped
in and out of her.
    He tried not to take her like a rutting bull but his need
for her consumed him. He picked up the rhythm, driving into her harder and
faster. She was making those wonderful little sounds again that turned him on
so. Her hands came up to clutch his shoulders as he thrust harder and fast,
still rubbing that hot little nub. Her body tensed beneath him, the first
tremors of her orgasm making the walls of her cunt spasm.
    Then they hit the peak, Alex dragging her over it with him
so they exploded together, bodies shuddering. He came harder than he ever
remembered. The tight walls of her cunt were like a giant fist opening and
closing around his pulsing cock, until the last drop had been drained from him.
Even his balls felt shriveled up. His heart thundered loudly in his ears, or
maybe it was Livy’s heartbeat echoing through his body. They were both
sweat-slicked and oxygen-deprived but he wanted to stay connected with her
until the last possible moment.
    He looked into her eyes and for a moment he was sure he
could see all the way into her soul. He blinked and the moment was gone.