Going Under (Wildfire Lake 2)

rred, my body limp, my breathing still quick. “Fuck.”

Ben kisses my belly. “Is that a good fuck or a bad fuck?”

I push my hand through his hair, tilt my head to meet his eyes. “Amazing fuck.”

A hot grin flashes across his face, then it’s gone. He works his shorts down, and when he gathers me in his arms and pulls me into his lap, our gazes lock as he pushes inside me. It’s so fucking heavenly, my eyes roll back before they close.

“Jesus, you’re so perfect.” His voice is rough and low. “I lost count of how many times I fantasized about this very moment.”

He really knocked me off my game with that oral sex. I should be rocking his world right now, but I’m having a hard time finding the energy.

I rise up on my knees and gather my hair off my damp neck. The feel of him moving inside me is electric. I hold my hair up with one hand and rest the other on his shoulder as I rock my hips to take him in long full strokes. And there’s a lot of him to take. A lot of length. A lot of girth. And, God, it’s fucking delicious. I can’t remember the last time I was impressed with a cock. But Ben’s…yeah. I’m officially impressed. And now that I’ve started moving, I’ve gotten a second wind. I’m wet, and he slides easily inside me, teasing me with the sting created as he stretches me. When he withdraws, I feel a void that I immediately need to fill.

“You’re mind-blowingly sexy.” His hands explore my body, cup my breasts, my ass. Draw my butt cheeks higher so I can take him deeper. He closes his teeth around my nipple, then sucks. When he releases, he smiles up at me. “You like that.”

“Do I?”

“Uh-huh.” He licks my other nipple. “You fuck me faster when I do it.”

His teeth close down again, and pleasure takes a direct path between my legs. To assuage the ache, I do fuck him faster, right up until he lets go.

“Ben.” I drop my head against his and whisper, “Do it again. I need to come.”

With a growl, he complies with a little extra bite, a little stronger suck. He pulls my hips in harder and brings one hand to my jaw to tilt my head and draw my gaze back to his, then he takes my nipple between his teeth, deliberately manipulating it as I rise to orgasm. As he watches me rise. God, it’s so fucking good.

“Ben—”

My climax shudders through me hard. My hips buck. The pleasure is so intense, I whimper. Ben wraps his hand around the back of my neck and draws me into a deep, wet kiss. One I swear is permeated with ownership.

I rest my forehead against his, my hand wrapped around the wrist of the hand at my neck. There’s something about this hold that makes me feel… God, I don’t even know. Desired. Wanted. Protected. Controlled.

So much for my beta.

And he’s still hard inside me. How does he do that? “Have you ever had multiple orgasms?” I ask in a soft, breathless voice. “Or serial, or whatever you want to call them?”

“I don’t think so.”

I smile. “Hold on for the ride.”

12

Ben

This woman makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. Need with a sharp edge. Desire that grips every cell.

She puts both hands on my shoulders and eases me back on the bed. Then she sits up and starts moving again, that sexy, uninhibited undulation of her body. And she’s so wet, so fucking sexy, she warps my brain.

“Don’t hold back,” she says. “Leave your body to me. I’ll take good care of it.”

I grip her thighs, and the muscles tense and flex under my hands. Her core muscles ripple. Her breasts are full, the nipples taut. Her long hair spills forward over one shoulder in a dark curtain. She couldn’t be any more beautiful, and her confidence is an unexpected turn-on.

Within minutes, she brings me to the edge of climax. The pleasure coils every muscle in my body, and I grip her hips and watch myself lift into her. KT is a fantasy, pure and simple. Everything a man could ever want—strong, sweet, funny, smart, independent, gorgeous, and fiery hot in bed. Both intimidating and disarming.

She’s working me like a master, watching me intently. “That’s it.”

A hot little smile turns her mouth. She presses both hands to my chest and quickens her thrusts in short, powerful direct hits.

“Fuck.” I drop my head back and grit my teeth around the need to express my pleasure verbally. The door is locked, but the last thing I need is the girls waking. KT rocks me right into an explosive orgasm. Fiery pleasure sears my spine and floods my pelvis. I come hard, my vision a white-hot burst of light.