cock rising high in the air. Heat flashed through her. He’d been right to turn up the air-conditioning. He withdrew his finger from between her lubricated labia, and she suppressed a whimper.
“I’m going to have you now.”
Her breath hitched at his grim proclamation. He shoved the pajama bottoms the rest of the way down his long, powerful legs. He stood next to the bed. She watched anxiously as his flagrant erection bounced slightly in the air when he stood. He reached for the bedside table drawer. A moment later, he rolled a condom onto his protruding cock.
He was going to fuck her without mercy now.
She thought she’d die from the sharpness of her anxious excitement. He reached into the bedside drawer and withdrew a length of black fabric. He stepped toward her.
“I’m going to blindfold you for this first part.” Maybe he noticed her flash of disappointment. She’d been anticipating watching him lose control while he took pleasure in her body. “I told you, this part is just for me. Selfishness has its place, Harper,” he added more softly. Her gaze flicked to his face. What he’d said was so strange. He knew she despised selfishness in men. So why was it that his deliberate, planned selfishness sent a shiver of forbidden excitement through her?
No sooner had she nodded in agreement than he was whisking the scarf around her head. He didn’t tie it tight. Her eyes opened behind the soft material, but she was well and truly blinded. A frisson of panic splintered her intense arousal. Then she felt the mattress lower as he came onto the bed. He touched her bare knees, letting her know he was between her thighs. She felt his weight shift forward between her widely spread legs. A choked sound escaped her throat. Her body started to vibrate subtly with nervous arousal. The anticipation was killing her. But he didn’t make her wait long.
His fingers spread her slit, and she felt the steely pressure of his cockhead at her entrance. He kept one hand on her knee and rolled her hips back slightly to get a good angle. He started to penetrate her.
“Oh God,” she moaned, lifting her head off the pillow.
“Hush,” he ground out, and he pushed his cock several inches into her. She gave a broken cry. His other hand came up to her knee. Her flesh resisted his swollen member one moment, and then melted around it the next. He sawed his hips firmly, fucking her for a moment with the first half of his cock. A low growl vibrated in his throat.
“Your pussy is hot. And sweet,” he growled. She had a vision of him watching himself pierce her, his eyes glittering with lust, his hard, beautiful mouth twisted into a snarl. Heat rushed through her at the imagined image.
“Yeah, that feels good,” he rasped.
He thrust harder, and she gasped. She felt his hands come down on the mattress next to her head. For a moment, he didn’t move, his pelvis and balls smashed tightly against her outer sex, his cock fully submerged. Harper panted, overwhelmed by the sensation of him throbbing deep inside her.
“Harper,” he rasped.
“Yes?” she managed in a quivery voice. It was strange the way he’d said her name. It wasn’t really a question. More like a declaration . . .
A satisfied one.
“Press your knees a little further into your chest with your hands,” he ordered tensely. Like her feet, her hands were free. She did what he’d demanded, grimacing slightly at the increase of pressure. His cock pressed impossibly higher and harder into her at the new angle. He must have thought the same thing, too, because he grunted in pleasure.
“This is going to feel so damn good,” he said.
He drew out of her and immediately plunged back. She cried out, but he didn’t pause. His pelvis began to slap against hers in a taut, rapid rhythm. She lay there, helpless in the restraint as he pounded into her. She screamed. It wasn’t something she could stop. The pressure building in her was too intense.
“Can you take it,
“I’m going to have you now.”
Her breath hitched at his grim proclamation. He shoved the pajama bottoms the rest of the way down his long, powerful legs. He stood next to the bed. She watched anxiously as his flagrant erection bounced slightly in the air when he stood. He reached for the bedside table drawer. A moment later, he rolled a condom onto his protruding cock.
He was going to fuck her without mercy now.
She thought she’d die from the sharpness of her anxious excitement. He reached into the bedside drawer and withdrew a length of black fabric. He stepped toward her.
“I’m going to blindfold you for this first part.” Maybe he noticed her flash of disappointment. She’d been anticipating watching him lose control while he took pleasure in her body. “I told you, this part is just for me. Selfishness has its place, Harper,” he added more softly. Her gaze flicked to his face. What he’d said was so strange. He knew she despised selfishness in men. So why was it that his deliberate, planned selfishness sent a shiver of forbidden excitement through her?
No sooner had she nodded in agreement than he was whisking the scarf around her head. He didn’t tie it tight. Her eyes opened behind the soft material, but she was well and truly blinded. A frisson of panic splintered her intense arousal. Then she felt the mattress lower as he came onto the bed. He touched her bare knees, letting her know he was between her thighs. She felt his weight shift forward between her widely spread legs. A choked sound escaped her throat. Her body started to vibrate subtly with nervous arousal. The anticipation was killing her. But he didn’t make her wait long.
His fingers spread her slit, and she felt the steely pressure of his cockhead at her entrance. He kept one hand on her knee and rolled her hips back slightly to get a good angle. He started to penetrate her.
“Oh God,” she moaned, lifting her head off the pillow.
“Hush,” he ground out, and he pushed his cock several inches into her. She gave a broken cry. His other hand came up to her knee. Her flesh resisted his swollen member one moment, and then melted around it the next. He sawed his hips firmly, fucking her for a moment with the first half of his cock. A low growl vibrated in his throat.
“Your pussy is hot. And sweet,” he growled. She had a vision of him watching himself pierce her, his eyes glittering with lust, his hard, beautiful mouth twisted into a snarl. Heat rushed through her at the imagined image.
“Yeah, that feels good,” he rasped.
He thrust harder, and she gasped. She felt his hands come down on the mattress next to her head. For a moment, he didn’t move, his pelvis and balls smashed tightly against her outer sex, his cock fully submerged. Harper panted, overwhelmed by the sensation of him throbbing deep inside her.
“Harper,” he rasped.
“Yes?” she managed in a quivery voice. It was strange the way he’d said her name. It wasn’t really a question. More like a declaration . . .
A satisfied one.
“Press your knees a little further into your chest with your hands,” he ordered tensely. Like her feet, her hands were free. She did what he’d demanded, grimacing slightly at the increase of pressure. His cock pressed impossibly higher and harder into her at the new angle. He must have thought the same thing, too, because he grunted in pleasure.
“This is going to feel so damn good,” he said.
He drew out of her and immediately plunged back. She cried out, but he didn’t pause. His pelvis began to slap against hers in a taut, rapid rhythm. She lay there, helpless in the restraint as he pounded into her. She screamed. It wasn’t something she could stop. The pressure building in her was too intense.
“Can you take it,
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