She cried out, her * convulsing around him. She went wet. Slick. So hot and velvety. He began to thrust hard and fast, and then she opened for him and he slid all the way home. But he didn’t stop to savor the sensation of being completely immersed in her warmth. He was too close. She was too close. There was no stopping now.
His hips smacked against her ass, jostling her entire body. Her body swayed against the tight restraints and arched upward, bowing up off the bed.
Deeper, harder. His vision blurred. Her gasps sounded in his ears.
“Get there,” he growled. “Now!”
Her cry splintered the room. Her wail went on and on as her body spasmed around him. His release was edgy and painful, boiling low in his balls and then exploding up his cock. He began coming in endless streams, the semen spilling from her * and onto the bed.
He thrust again, flicking over her clit with his thumb as she screamed again. Then he yanked himself from her * and grasped his pulsing cock in his hand. He pumped hard, directing the release onto her * and then her belly.
It jetted onto her skin, marking her. Streaming onto her flesh in thick spurts of white.
She was sobbing. His ears were roaring. And then he slid into her again, no longer able to bear being outside of her body. He went still against her, enjoying the last bursts. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, his body heaving with exertion.
Never had he been so gutted. Never had he felt more like his insides had been ripped out and laid bare. He lay there on her, his semen sticky and warm between them. Then he kissed just below her breasts.
“You undo me, Josie,” he murmured. “Completely and utterly undo me.”
chapter twenty
When Josie saw the restaurant where she and Ash were meeting his friends, unease gripped her. It was a restaurant that Michael frequented with regularity. It was his favorite place to eat, a place he’d taken her many times.
Shaking off her momentary hesitation, she settled into Ash’s side, his arm wrapped securely around her as they walked in. If she ran into Michael, and it seemed likely she would since he ate here almost every Sunday evening, she’d not act as though she was ashamed of anything. Certainly not of the fact that he’d attacked her. And she certainly wasn’t ashamed to be out with Ash, no matter how quickly she’d fallen into a relationship after she’d broken things off with Michael.
“Is something wrong?” Ash murmured as they were shown to their table.
She shook her head and smiled brightly.
“Not nervous are you? Relax, darling. They’re going to love you.”
This time her smile came more easily. “I’m not worried, Ash. Really.”
He squeezed her to his side. “Good. I want you to have a good time.”
When they arrived at their table, situated in the far corner where they’d be afforded quiet and privacy, Josie saw that his friends were already there.
She blinked when she took in the two men who rose when she and Ash got to the table. Holy hotness factor. Individually, each of the three were gorgeous. But together? They were the epitome of rich, arrogant and devastatingly handsome.
She looked right past the two females sitting, because hello, she was female and how could she even see anything beyond the three alpha men gathered?
“Josie, I want you to meet my friends and business partners, Gabe Hamilton and Jace Crestwell.”
The one he called Gabe stepped forward, a broad smile carving his rock-hard face. He extended his hand, and she shivered when their skin made contact.
“Very happy to meet you, Josie,” Gabe said in a husky voice that just screamed sexy. “I’ve been looking forward to it.”
“It’s very nice to meet you too,” Josie murmured.
She turned to Jace and swallowed. The man was Ash’s polar opposite. Dark and brooding where Ash was lighter and seemingly less broody, but Josie knew that appearances were deceiving. Ash’s looks were in direct contrast with his true personality. He might seem laid-back and carefree, but he was utterly serious. At least with her he was.