He backed me up against the wall and pressed his powerful body to mine. There was no better feeling than being pinned to him, crushed against him. All of his rigid muscles, his unyielding strength, were their own aphrodisiacs. I was instantly high on his forceful claiming of me.
My hands glided up his bulging biceps to his broad shoulders. The sinew flexing under my touch drove me wild. One of my hands slipped around to his nape and I held his head to mine, letting him kiss me senseless as I went up in flames.
He was so right about this already being out of control. My body ached for him and, deep in my soul, I knew I had to have all of him—and give him all of me—no matter the consequences.
My mind was a hyperactive mess. I wasn’t sure where to start with this man. All I could fully process was that I needed him. This instant. Buried inside me. Thrusting hard.
Tearing my mouth from his, I said, “Do something. Now. I can’t wait a—”
His lips sealed to mine again. As he kissed me passionately, he worked his belt and zipper, ripped open the condom packet. He shoved my skirt up. Then his hands gripped my ass and he lifted me. I wrapped my legs around him. A heartbeat later, he plunged deep, mercilessly, fantastically.
I broke our kiss and cried out, “Oh, God!” A vehement reaction I’d never experienced. “Oh, Jesus, Dane!”
He filled me completely, stretching me and pressing so far into me, I immediately came.
“Oh, fuck, Ari,” he groaned as I erupted around him, clenching him as my orgasm roared through me. “Ah, damn,” he whispered, his voice rough yet intimate. “That’s so hot, baby.”
I trembled and panted from the quick, unexpected release. “You feel unbelievable.” I held him tightly as the current of ecstasy raged on.
Dane slowly moved inside me, giving me a little time to adjust to him, though that was moot, not the least bit viable. He was huge. Thick and hard. Rubbing a particularly sensitive spot that kept me charged, kept me clutching at his cock as he stroked skillfully.
“Dane,” I murmured, a quiet plea.
He kissed me once more, a demanding, hungry one that set me right back on course for another electrifying orgasm. He pumped into me in a masterful, commanding way. My fingers gripped his shoulder as my other hand twined in his hair, curling around the soft strands.
Dane dragged his mouth from mine and kissed his way over my jaw, down my throat. Against my skin, he said, “Come for me.”
“So close…” I could barely keep up with the frenetic sensations.
He swiftly shifted us from the wall and, holding me to him with one hand, he jerked a chair away from the table so he could set me on the ledge. Hooking his arm in the crook of my knee, he lifted that leg up, spreading me wide as he thrust deeper into me.
I lay back against the smooth wood of the tabletop and raised my hips, greedily meeting his long, full strokes.
“Oh, God,” I mumbled. He made me so restless, so hungry for more. It was near impossible to cling to all the emotions he incited, to sort them all out and find coherent thoughts. I wanted more. So much more. That was all that registered in my head. “Fuck me harder.” The words rushed from my mouth on sharp breaths. “Dane.”
My fingers wrapped around as much of his biceps as I could manage and I held fast to him. He drove deeper, harder. I moaned and whimpered, completely lost in the strongest vortex of all time.
Everything inside me collided and I screamed his name as the orgasm ignited.
“Shit, Ari.” He plunged farther and then I felt his cock swell and throb as he let out a hoarse, “Fuck, yes. Squeeze me tight.”
My inner walls clenched and released, prolonging my climax and drawing his out, too.
“Oh, goddamn,” he muttered as he buried his face in my hair, partially covering my neck, though mostly fanned across the table.
I couldn’t get a single word out. Dane had set me on fire in the limo. That had all been fevered and crazed, but this … This was pure magic.
How could I have even said I’d had sex before?
“Ari.” His sensual voice cut into my thoughts. He stared down at me.
I tried to focus on him but my eyes seemed to dance in their sockets. I was literally rocked to the core of my being.
“Are you okay, baby?”
I grinned. A loopy one, I was sur
e. “Never, ever, ever better.”