Commanded (Club Sin 6)

She opened her eyes to see him practically dancing on her sensually with his rhythmic thrust

s, his head lifted. She cupped his cheeks as his mouth stayed right there by hers. His labored breaths brushed across her skin, and she inhaled each one, embracing his citrusy aroma, meeting him thrust for thrust. Lost in his shadowy eyes, she saw something there she’d never seen before. Vulnerability. Hunger. An expression so intense she knew she’d never forget this moment.

He bared his soul to let her in, and she drowned in him.

Nothing lay between them now. All of what he felt she experienced in each slow stroke and in the way he watched her from under hooded eyelids. Appreciation. Fevered passion. Pure respect. Chloe tumbled in all he gave her now, mirroring the emotions he released on her body. Her heart reached for his, and he encased it, weaving himself around her in his safety.

Her toes clenched and pleasure washed across her as he shifted, moving in and out faster. She angled her hips, needing more, as he shoved his hand beneath her bottom, lifting her to him.

“Deeper?” he murmured.

“Yes.” She gripped his forearms, digging her nails into him. “God, yes!”

His masculine groans sent a shiver down her spine as he began pumping into her. Undeniably turned on, she scraped her nails along his back before sliding them down to his ass, gripping the firm muscle there, begging him to thrust harder.

Skin against skin, every thrust felt better than the one before it. Her moans became a single sound of pleasure as pressure built in her womb. His thick cock slid in and out, moving so fast through the silkiness of her arousal.

The musky scent of sex rushed through her nostrils as he returned his mouth to hers. Lost in his kiss, Chloe knew nothing but the feel of his hard body moving inside and against hers. The strength he possessed, the confidence, and his hard planes against her soft curves—all of it was perfection.

She gripped his tight ass, not allowing him to move away, keeping him nice and close. Beneath her hands, his muscles tensed and a low groan slipped from his lips. She watched his eyes widen and felt his cock growing inside her. Without any sense of warning, almost as if her body had twined with his, his pleasure brought hers. His hard cock, quick and urgent, demanded she soar over the edge with him. The sensation hit her so fast and with such intensity that she couldn’t refuse even if she wanted to.

In the whirlwind of satisfaction, she soon only knew the weight of his exhausted body against hers and the sound of his rough breathing in her ear. They lay like that for many minutes until a low groan slipped from Sawyer’s mouth as he lifted himself off her. She reached up and cupped his cheeks, feeling the damp sweat gathered on his face.

Without a word, he kissed her—a sweet kiss that ended the most sexually satisfying experience of her life. Not because of its intensity, but because Chloe now understood what it meant to have sex with someone where passion lived.

When he broke away, she mourned both his mouth and his cock as he withdrew from her. He grunted, sliding onto his side. As she turned to face him, a welcome wet stickiness coated her inner thighs. Even if his body was no longer inside hers, he still remained in her, and she liked that.

A comfortable silence settled between them as Sawyer searched her eyes. At last he stroked her cheek. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

She smiled at him. “I’m thinking that I’m really glad I decided to stop thinking with my head and followed my heart.”

His eyes softened, becoming even gentler. “Because it led you to me?”

She leaned into his touch, loving how a tough guy possessed such tender hands. “Because it led me to you.” This never would’ve happened with Sawyer if she hadn’t just gone for it. Pride filled her. She’d taken a dive into the unknown and had come out better for it. “So…you’ve shown me what it’s like to fuck and what it’s like to make love with mind-blowing passion. Got anything else to show me?”

His chuckle sent warmth in her veins. “Don’t dare me, Chloe. You might not like what I’d do to you.”

“Ooh.” She moved closer to him, wiggling a little bit. “That sounds like an invitation.”

He grabbed her leg, hooking it over his hip before smacking her bottom. “Who says I need an invitation?”

The glint in his eye declared he meant what he said. “Well, what would you do to me?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He kissed her nose.

Narrowing her eyes at the playfulness in his, she grumbled, “Yes, I would, and that’s why I’m asking.”

His sly grin was his only response.

She pressed her lips together, thinking this conversation needed to happen. Besides, some of the kink did interest her. Sawyer had taken her to places she’d never gone before. Where else could he take her?

While she regarded him, he remained silent, simply watching her with amusement and running his finger along her hip. Eventually Chloe realized he wasn’t drawing a random design on her skin. She concentrated on his fingers.

He chuckled. “Your brows are drawn together and you’re nibbling your lip. You’re wondering what I’m writing, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “What word is that?”

“Sometime I’ll tell you.” He grinned.