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“The things I’m going to do to you on that bed,” Shadow says, entering the house. His eyes are hooded with sinful promises.
Shadow grabs me mid-thigh and throws me over his shoulder. My ribs flinch in pain, reminding me they are not quite healed.
“Shadow, I want to see the beach first,” I yell, half serious.
“It’s a beach; you've seen one, you’ve seen them all. I’m fucking you on this bed right now, Dani, and nothing is stopping me,” he says seriously. He drops me on my back on a cloud of blankets; my landing soft and plush.
“I do believe I have been an asshole to you Dani, and I’m going to make it up to you.” He grabs the hem of his shirt and lifts it over his head; his pecks and ripped stomach flexing with his movements.
“And how do you plan to do that, Mr. Kingsmen?” I ask innocently.
Shadow starts to unbutton his jeans as his eyes penetrate mine; his jaw clenched and face serious. “By making love to you like you deserve; like you’re my queen and I’m your king.”
He throws his jeans away from the bed and climbs on top of me, his lips claiming mine possessively. He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head slowly. I lay flat on my back as Shadow palms the crevice between my breasts with his calloused hands. His hands move down my bruised ribs to my stomach. As he kisses the tender trail behind his palms, I arch my back wanting more of him.
Shadow bites the zipper on my shorts and pulls it slowly down as his fingers unbutton them. His lips kiss my stomach as he removes my shorts. He throws them over his shoulder and pulls himself up on his hands. Lifting himself slightly off of my torso, he lightly kisses the elastic hem on my panties. Making his way upward, he dips his tongue in my navel. His hands trail up the side of my body at the same time; his hands large and greedy as they claim me.
My body vibrates with ecstasy as Shadow takes his time claiming me; admiring me, making me forget everything bad that has lived between us. I dive my fingers into his dark hair, bringing his lips back to mine and nipping them as he searches for the hook of my lacy bra.
My nipples pebble from the cool air coming in through the double doors. Shadow leans down and sucks one into his mouth attentively as his fingers find the sides of my panties. Finding his mark, he trails them down my legs slowly, his blue eyes never leaving mine as he does so.
“So beautiful,” he whispers. “I don’t deserve you.”
He nudges my legs apart with his knees, his length insistent against his boxers. He presses his excitement against my swollen sex, making me throw my head back and gasp for air. His tormenting has made my body come alive with sensitivity and desire. If he doesn’t give me what my body craves, I’m afraid I might cum at his next touch.
My hands grab the back of his thighs, pushing his clothed cock against my more-than-ready entrance. “Now, Shadow,” I moan, half coherent.
With the simple words, Shadow urgently pulls his boxers off, his eagerness heightening my arousal. I pull him to kiss me, needing some kind of contact. Without warning, Shadow plunges his hard length deep inside me. My head instantly lolls back, my back arches bringing my nipples to tickle across his chest, and my nails dig deep into his shoulders. He slowly pulls back and then forcefully thrusts forward again; his thrust delivers a sensation of warmth and butterflies throughout my body. I moan loudly.
Shadow grabs the nape of my neck and pulls my head from its lolled position to look up at him. “Eyes on me, Firefly,” he demands. His brow furrows with exertion as he continues to thrust in and out of me; beads of sweat assault his forehead and threaten to drip. I slide my hands down his damp back to his chiseled buttocks and hold on as I feel his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Our eyes never break contact.
I wrap my legs around his thighs, my nails dig into his firm cheeks, and my breath becomes spastic as I feel the rise of warmth head toward my core. I feel the build-up teetering on the edge of climax as Shadow thrusts hard and deep. His muscles bulge as his fists dig into the sheets beside me.
He leans down and kisses my lips before plunging his tongue deep into my mouth. His tongue fucking mine is my undoing. My legs tighten and my fingernails dig deeper. I moan and rock into his thrusts as the tingle of sensations battle with the overwhelming feeling of warmth.
“That’s it, baby.” He reaches back and grabs my hand off one of his butt cheeks. He pulls my arm above my head entwining his fingers with mine. His body stiffens and he drives himself deep. Low moans fill his chest as I feel him pulse inside me, filling me with his own release.