Surrender My Love by Lisa Eugene

was annoyed when he saw her plain, white cotton panties, a fleeting reminder of her innocence. Angry at himself and his inability to resist her, he fisted the thin material and violently ripped it away, discarding it somewhere behind him. He heard her startled cry and ignored it, wedging a knee between her legs and forcing her to widen her stance. He circled his arm low around her hips, and speared his fingers between her legs, brushing past her soft, downy tuft. She cried out when he fondled her slick folds, and his guttural moan mingled with hers. His fingers glided through satiny moisture, caressed a circular path in the hot flesh, then doubled back again and again. Her legs started to tremble and something like a sob rolled from her chest to explode through the lips she bit closed.
    “No tears, Chloe. I won’t have you running off in tears. The only crying you’ll do is when you ’re coming around my cock.”
    “ Yes, Brad…” Her voice was breathy and barely audible.
    “Do you want this?” he asked harshly.
    “Yes! Oh God, yes!” He screwed a finger deep into her heat and she moaned, high and pitchy.
    With his other hand, Brad quickly undid his trousers and reached for his cock, hissing at the contact. His flesh was engorged and aching, burning with his desire to sink into this woman. He gazed down and saw the angry-looking crown, ruddy and leaking in the sharp illumination of the moonlight. He pulled his finger from Chloe and shoved it between his lips, savoring the musky flavor of her desire. The taste only added fuel to his need, and he pumped a few hard strokes along his length.
    “Tilt your hips back,” h e whispered in her ear. As she complied, he took hold of his root.
    He planted a line of kisses on her exposed cheek and she twisted further to reach his mouth. Their tongues swirled together in a heated frenzy, and he cursed when he had to break away to adjust the angle of his body. Bending his knees slightly, he aligned his swollen tip with her entrance and, with one sharp thrust, pushed through her wet folds to sink himself deep.
    “Oh my God!” Brad was surprised that the words had escaped his brain. Pleasure shook his body like an earthquake, an unstoppable and destructive power that possessed his body and sizzled through his flesh. The waves rippled to his fingers and toes, astonishing him. He pulled out and powered back in quickly, listening to Chloe’s ardent cries. Nothing existed but the blinding pleasure of being gripped in her clutching heat. His fingers clawed into her hair, fisted a handful of black silk and jerked her head back, exposing the creamy length of her neck to his feverish lips. His hips slapped urgently against her, crushing her body into the wall. His muscles bulged beneath his clothes, and he felt as if he’d burst through them.
    His pants succumbed to gravity, swooshing to his ankles, but he gave it little thought and continued to pump into her wildly. He also gave little thought to the door that could open at any moment, exposing them. He knew he shouldn’t take her so roughly, but was powerless to stop or even slow down. He was caught in a maelstrom. It spun through his body and dragged him into a vortex of wickedly dark pleasure. Cool night air circled around him, brushed against his naked ass and mingled with the humid heat enveloping his engorged cock and balls. One arm was a steel band around Chloe’s waist, holding her up because her shaky legs had abandoned the task. His other hand let go of her hair to squeeze a bruising grip on her hip.
    “ So fucking good...so...tight, Chlo…tighter than I imagined. You feel so fucking good! ”
    “Yes, Brad! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”
    His fingers dipped low and slid through her scorching wetness, finding her rigid flesh. He circled the sensitive knot, then drummed a fast rhythm with the pad of his finger. He felt her body tense and she cried out, panting jerky breaths through her parted lips. He continued to