Tempted by the Soldier (A Falling for You Novel) (Entangled Brazen) by Nicolette Day Page B

running wild inside her. Love, hate, pleasure, pain. They all felt like one big, living, throbbing knot of desire taking over her body. In that moment, nothing was more important than finding the orgasm that hovered just outside of her grasp. He reached up and cupped one of her breasts, rubbing a rough thumb over the peak of her nipple. “Say it,” he whispered.
    The words exploded out of her. “Please,” she begged. “Please make me come, Nate. Please —”
    He stood and his mouth slammed into hers. He shoved down his briefs and fisted his cock, placing the tip at her entrance. Dragging his length through her wetness, he groaned, and pulled her bottom lip between his teeth.
    “Fuck, fuck, fuck .” He stayed poised at her entrance but didn’t go any further.
    She pulled away to take in his pained expression. “If you tell me you can’t do this now , I swear to God, I’ll drown you in this sink.”
    He peered down at her, shaking with misery and restraint. “Not a fucking chance. I just don’t have any condoms.”
    She gaped at him. “You didn’t bring condoms to a wedding ?”
    “I wasn’t planning to get laid.”
    “I’m on the pill. Can…I trust you?”
    “Yes.” He closed his hand over hers. “In this, you can trust me. But, Lil…I can’t promise anything more.”
    She blinked back the moisture in her eyes. She could trust him with her body, but not her heart . Whatever. Fine. She didn’t want to hear it. She just wanted him. Now . Even if it meant losing him afterward. She’d deal with the shame of humiliation later. Right now, she didn’t want to feel that. She wanted to drown all the future bad with everything good he was offering her now.
    “Nate. Stop talking and just fuck me.”
    Heat flashed in his gaze and he plunged inside with one hard thrust. He pulled out and slammed home again. Then buried his face in her neck and groaned as he kissed her there and grazed her shoulder with his teeth. Out and home. Out and home .
    In this position, she still couldn’t get the friction she wanted. Needed . Every time he thrust into her she inched farther away from him on the slick countertop. She whimpered, scooted forward, and ground against the base of his erection.
    “Hold on to me,” he ordered, sensing her frustration, and slipped his hands under her bottom to pull her off the counter.
    She locked her legs behind his hips and he spun them around. Her back slammed against the closed door. She moaned at the way he filled and stretched her from this angle. Perfect . The door rattled under the force of his unrelenting thrusts. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and their mingled grunts and moans filled the tiny space, driving her even higher and hotter than she thought possible.
    She caught their reflection in the bathroom mirror and her stomach tightened at the erotic image—Nate pinning her against the door, his muscles flexing, straining, powering her toward release. The intense pressure built between her legs with every sensual thrust of his hips, until it came crashing over her in an instant. Her breath caught in her throat and stars winked across her vision. She opened her mouth on a silent cry as her thighs trembled around him. He pressed his forehead against hers and his pace increased until she was bouncing on his cock.
    “That’s it, baby. You’re going to come for me. You’re going to come for me so hard that every time you close your eyes you’re going to see this. See me giving you the fucking ride of your life.”
    “Oh, God. Nate! ”
    He crushed his mouth against hers, smothering her scream as he pounded, drawing out the aftershocks of her orgasm as he sped toward his own. He groaned, and a second later she felt his muscles tense under her fingertips. Then the force of his release exploded and throbbed inside her.
    When she finally caught her breath and opened her eyes, he was still holding her up against the door. Breathing hard, he reached up and swept the damp hair