The sweetest smile lit up her face. “I’m yours.”
Our lips came together in a frenzy of fuck lust. I flipped her onto her back, climbed on top of her and buried myself balls deep inside that tight pussy. I was taking what was mine, and Jess was freely giving herself to me with every stroke. She relinquished her body, mind, and soul to me when we came together. It was a heavy responsibility. She’d put her trust, heart, and her very life in my hands. And when she peeked up at me after our climax, all I could think was . . . Don’t fuck up!
He chuckled and perched himself on the side of the bed. “One of these days, Miss Darcy . . .”
“One of these days what?”
“One of these days I might be able to unlock the vault to all your secrets.”
“My vault has a complicated combination. I don’t think anyone really wants to dive in there. It’s kind of dark.”
He gazed into my eyes. “I’m not afraid of the dark.”
His intense stare burned through me like a lit match to tissue paper. My skin pebbled in goosebumps as I exhaled. “Why . . . why, do you always look at me like that?”
Eli’s hand caressed my cheek. “Because, when I look into your eyes I feel like I can almost see your story. And I want to read every word.”
Ben tugged on my hair, and I wailed.
“Christ, you’re such a little pain slut. The things I could do to you.”
After another series of rough thrusts, he freed my tangled locks, pushed my head into the mattress and spanked my ass again.
My entire being was reeling in carnal hunger as it climbed to the apex of an orgasm. I was there, right there, about to topple over into a euphoric release. Ben Logan was a bona fide sex God. He could fuck the stars out of the sky.