Beyond His Control (His 2) - Page 19

My head tilts back, and the water falls onto my face as he cups my breasts and buries his face in my chest. “God, I’ve missed these tits.”

I snort. “Anything else you’ve missed?”

“Everything,” he growls, and he draws a line with kisses all the way back up my neck. “Every minute is too long.”

The more he says it, the more I’m starting to believe it… but could he ever love me and this child more than he loves power?

He kisses me so deeply, so hungrily, that my mind is turning to mush. I can’t think or breathe.

One second is all he gives me to get some air before he smashes back onto my lips again. I’m lost to his feverish kisses, his tongue pushing past my lips and circling around in my mouth, causing delicious shockwaves through my body.

It’s all so wrong, yet I want nothing more than for him to ravage my body until nothing’s left of me.

“We shouldn’t do this,” I murmur between kisses.

“I can’t help it. You make me a sinner,” he replies with a low voice that pushes all my buttons.

I gasp as he suddenly rips off my bra and cups my breasts. “Let me love you, Natalie,” he groans, kissing his way down to suck on my nipples. I bite my lip in response and can’t help but notice how his wet shirt clings to his chest, making his thick pecs visible right through the fabric. It’s too sexy, and I can’t control myself any longer.

My fingers dive between his shirt, and I pull some buttons loose, then peel it back. My eyes land on a reddened mark on his skin near his shoulder, which looks to be trickling farther down his arms. Did I just never notice before?

“What is that?” I murmur, trying to check it out.

“Nothing.” He suddenly grabs my wrist and shoves it against the wall. “Leave my shirt on. I like to see you lusty for more,” he says with a smirk, and I immediately forget what I was thinking. Guys like him can do that. They turn my brain into mush.

I reach for his pants instead and unbutton and zip him down. Our eyes connect in a passionate battle that reminds me of our struggle for power and freedom, and he locks my arms in place against the tiles of the bathroom. Our fingers entwine as he leans in and locks his lips with mine.

My heart beats with excitement as he pulls down his pants and his hard-on pops out. He immediately presses himself against me, as desperate as I am to get closer.

In my mind, I’m telling myself it’s okay, but deep down, I know it’s wrong. He came here to convince me to come back, and now I’m jumping his bones. It’s foolish, yet I can’t keep from throwing myself at him, from sliding my fingers through his short hair and kissing him back even harder than before.

Water mixes with saliva as our kisses grow more heated, and he shoves me against the wall behind the shower, pulling me up by my leg. His cock is at my entrance, and when he pushes in, my jaw instinctively drops.

“Fuck …” I moan as he thrusts inside.

“That’s what I like to hear,” he groans into my ear.

He holds me steady against the wall with one leg up as he pumps into me with full force. It’s raw, carnal, and visceral, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

We fuck like animals against my bathroom wall until he roars out loud. Warm seed jets into me, and I gasp with pleasure as his cock pulses inside me. His hot breath lingers near my ear as he groans and releases me from his grip. Another firm kiss is planted on my mouth, and I’m literally at a loss for words.

Suddenly, he swoops me up in his arms again and carries me right back to the bedroom without even bothering to dry our bodies. He plops me down onto the bed and crawls on top of me like a lion would jump his prey. The look in his eyes ravenous, as though he hasn’t eaten for days, and it makes me gulp.

He nudges my legs apart and dives down between them, kissing me until I’m all hot and bothered. The sheets are soaking wet, but I’m far too consumed by the way he licks my slit and rolls his tongue around my clit.

Sex has never felt this amazing before, and that makes me borderline angry because of everything I missed out on … and because it’s him.

He’s everything I shouldn’t ever want or need, yet I can’t stop from succumbing to his devious kisses and the sexy looks he gives between licking me.

A moan slips from my mouth, and he briefly glances up to grin at me.

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