As Luck Would Have It

He didn’t even want to try.

He moved into position between her legs, placed the tip of his dick at the entrance of her pussy, and then stared into her eyes. For a moment time stood still, nothing else mattered, nothing else moving through his head. He was too far gone to think rationally.

And then he thrust deep in one move, burying himself to the hilt and groaning out as she squeezed her pussy muscles around his dick. He’d come before he’d even be able to control himself, before he’d even be able to prolong this.

She held on to him, her nails digging into his flesh. Something in him snapped and he closed his eyes as he really started pounding into her, swinging his hips back and forth, thrusting himself to the hilt before pulling back so just the tip was lodged in her.

His balls slapped her ass, the sound of their wet sex filling his head, filling the room. He was going to come and there was no way to stop it, no chance for him to even control himself. But he wanted her to get off first. So he opened his eyes and reached between their bodies to place his thumb on her clit, rubbing it back and forth.

“Come for me, Felicity. Give it to me.” Sweat started to bead down the length of his spine and he prayed she would get off soon because he couldn’t control himself any longer.

She dug her nails even further into his biceps and then cried out, her head tipping back as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. He felt the rhythmic pull of her pussy clenching around him as she came, as she tried to draw the cum from him.

And that was his breaking point.

He slammed into her especially hard, his balls slapping against her damp skin as a roar was ripped from him. He pumped all his seed deep inside of her, making her take every last drop. He tried to keep his eyes open, but the pleasure was too intense.

And when she’d sucked him dry he collapsed on top of her, his mouth right by the side of her throat, his breathing harsh. She painted against him and wrapped her arms around his body, both of them spent, exhausted.

He rolled off of her so she could breathe and lay on his back as he stared at the ceiling. His dick was damp from her arousal as it lay against his thigh, still semi-hard. Hell, he probably could’ve fucked her again.

Hawk turned to her, lifting his hand up and cupping her face, forcing her to look at him. She wore this drugged-like expression, a small smile covering her lips.

“Do you really want to know how I feel?”

She licked her lips and nodded.

“It’s hard to put into words, Felicity,” he whispered. “But if I had to say something, it would be that I love you. I think I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you.” He leaned in and kissed her before she could respond.

She didn’t have to love him, not yet at least. He knew in time that would come. She was here with him now, giving herself over, and that was all he cared about.

She was all he cared about.

15

Another morning after and Felicity stared down at the arm across her body. They’d fallen asleep after having sex another three times. Her body was on hyper drive and she felt good in all the right places. Only now, she had to get out from underneath him.

She wasn’t good at the morning-after routine and she just wanted to get some space. Wriggling out from beneath him, she tried to make as little sound as possible. Every few inches, she paused, expecting him to wake up. He clearly was a deep sleeper because he didn’t move nor did he make a sound.

When she finally got clear of his arm, she let out a sigh of relief and blew out a breath. That didn’t help, though, as she looked back. He was still sound asleep. She got to her feet and there was no mistaking the rough sex they’d had last night. She hadn’t been able to stop shouting for more, or begging for him to give it to her harder.

Hawk hit all the right spots without even trying.

She tried to grab her clothes as quietly as possible while ignoring the bed or at the very least the occupant in it. Once she had her clothes, she went to step out of the room but gasped as she was suddenly caught around the waist.

“What the hell?”

Hawk dragged her back to the bed, forcing her to drop her clothes in the process.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“And I thought you weren’t going to try and sneak out again. It looks like we’re both wrong.” He stroked her nose. He settled between her spread legs, and the evidence of his impressive arousal pressed against her thigh.