Dare Me (Take Me 2)

But he was as into taking his time as she was. Absorbing the pleasure, reveling in the heat flooding his veins, feeling her silky skin brushing against his.

“We do the slow burn quite nicely, don’t we?” he murmured.

“Quite nicely,” she concurred. “Though…it never stays this polite between us for long, does it?”

He chuckled. “That’s because you drive me absolutely wild. Rubbing your breasts against me. Grinding against me. Clenching me so damn tight.”

“I can’t help myself.”

He grinned. Though it was a strained one as the adrenaline rushed through him.

“Neither can I,” Damen said as he suddenly sat up.

She gasped as he filled her, completely. He wound an arm around her waist and shifted slightly, more onto his hip, angling them both so that he could pump into her, strong and steady.

Nikki gasped.

She gripped his shoulders. Her spine arched and her head fell back.

She was a sight to behold, her dark-auburn hair flaming in the firelight, her eyes closed, her lips parted. And her long, graceful throat exposed to him.

Damen took full advantage of the offering. His lips grazed her skin. Then he nipped tauntingly with his teeth as he drove deeper into her, making her breath catch.

His other hand moved from her butt and cupped her breast. His thumb whisked over her puckered nipple, beading it even more.

“Yes,” she said on a low, sultry moan. “Oh, God, the things you do to me.”

He was about half out of his mind over how gorgeous she was, over how snug the fit was as he thrust into her, over how she whimpered and moaned.

They set a fierce pace together and his heartbeats echoed in his ears, along with her sharp pants.

“That’s the spot,” she said as his cockhead rubbed that erogenous zone within her. “Right there, Damen. Oh, God… Right there.”

Her nails bit into his flexed muscles. Her spine bowed further, pushing her breast more firmly against his palm. He kneaded the mound, then dragged his mouth from her throat and closed his lips around her nipple, drawing it in, suckling deep.

“Damen,” she whispered.

He knew she was close to losing it. And he needed her to let go…because he was right on the ragged edge himself.

She did this to him. So quickly, so easily, so naturally.

“Oh, goddamn,” he muttered. “You are so fucking wet…so tight. So incredible.”

He pumped into her, heartily, and she clutched at him.

“Nikki…” he urged.

“Yes, I know…it’s just…so good. I don’t want to…oh, God, but I have to. Oh. God! Damen!”

Her body tensed. He thrust deeper, more masterfully.

She cried out as he stroked her fervently. He felt the tremors shoot through her, felt the vibrations though every inch of her body as the release consumed her.

“Jesus, Nikki,” he ground out.

She milked his cock as the orgasm continued to blaze within her. The pulsating sensation stole his breath—and all of his restraint.

“Nikki,” he said one last time. “Oh, fuck.” And then his cock surged and exploded, his hot seed filling her, his blood pounding in his brain, his body convulsing.