Speed King (Men of Action 1)

“I’ll take my chances.” Her voice grows raspy, her grip on my neck tightening as she continues her torment. She lowers a few centimeters, welcoming me into her tight warmth, only to retreat upward again and again.

“God.” Her thighs quiver at my waist, and she slides her pussy to the tip, rolling against my metal. “Feels so good.”

My spine prickles and every muscle in my body contracts. Beads of sweat trail down my neck and back, and the familiar coiling begins at the base of my spine. If she keeps this up, I will fucking blow before I get all the way inside her.

She reads my body, and her lips twitch against mine. “I can see why you like the slow tease.”

Her taunting spurs the possessive caveman inside. My heart thunders in my chest, and I know she feels that, too. “I’m about to lose my advantage, aren’t I?’

“You want to tease me, baby, have at it. But know there’s only so much a man can take.”

Her hips roll twice more before her muscles loosen and she glides down, torturously slow, taking all of me. Her breath hitches a few times, a small whimper slipping out, and her eyes flutter closed as she stretches around me. I grind my teeth to stop from exploding.

It would be easy to throw her back, take control, and pound into her until she’s screaming again. But I cling to the last ounce of willpower and run my hands up her back, pressing her fully against me. “You okay?”

Her thighs flex and her inner muscles spasm right as she moans. “Yes.” Her eyes open lazily and shine bright blue, piercing into mine. “I’m pretty used to you by now.”

That barbarian reemerges, and a throaty rumble vibrates in my chest. Heat and desire flicker in her gaze, and she skims the tip of her tongue around her lips. “I can feel the light twitch of you pulsing inside me.”

“My body goes on hyper-drive every time I sink into you. It’s like a drug that fuels an addiction.” I twist my fingers in her hair, holding her in place as I thrust gently.

Her body responds instantly. I will never forget the feeling of sliding inside her for the first time. My lips trail from one corner of her lips to the other. She has a quick intake of breath, and her heartbeat speeds against my chest.

“I know,” she whispers shyly. “I love you.”

My movements speed, driving into her over and over. She tilts, taking me all with each stroke.

“Arch up, baby.”

She arches back, and my lips close around her nipple, sucking hard. Her hips buck wildly, and her muscles clench harder, taking me even deeper.

“Oh my God, I can’t… It’s too much, too good.”

My hand glides down her side, fitting between us where my thumb circles where we’re connected

“Oh, fucking…” she pants loudly, her nails now digging into my shoulders.

My balls tighten and signal a warning of what’s coming.

“Your pussy is fucking soaked. My piercing scraping against your walls, feeling you throb.” I bite softly on her nipple and move to the other, repeating the action.

“You can’t… need you…”

The desperation in her voice tells me she’s almost there. “Come for me, baby.”

She moans a no.

Her body is strung so tight it quakes.

The knot at the base of my spine unravels in one last warning. I stop massaging and flick over her clit until her walls clamp hard and she screams out my name. That’s all it takes and I explode, my dick pulsating with each stream it shoots into her until spots fill my vision and I’m forced to release her nipple to catch my breath.

“Shit, Jesus. Fuck me.” I hammer up into her a few more times, feeling the heat and slickness of our mixture. “Never fucking get enough.”

“Hmmm,” is all she replies, her head hitting my shoulder.

When our breathing evens out, I lay her back, keeping us connected. “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

“It never gets old.”

“Over the years, I wanted to blurt it out, hoping it would make a difference, but I was terrified it would scare you even farther away. It wasn’t worth the risk.”

“I knew you would own me if I ever got my shot. Fate gave me a chance at something incredible and wrecked me in the best possible way.”

“What if you become unwrecked?” Self-doubt creeps into her question, turning my gut.

“I’ll never become unwrecked. You know the man I am, and even if I didn’t always have a clear plan, everything I’ve done has been for us. You’re getting everything you want in life.”

A shiver rolls through her right before she begins to tremble, moisture building in her eyes. “I told you before, all I want is you.”

“You have me, and I’m working on a way to make sure we can wake up every day like this.” My hips buck, and the shine in her eyes sparkles with approval.