Feel the Heat: A Contemporary Romance Anthology

“Remember what I said, Rebecca. I will always take care of you.”


Her heart raced as he dropped to his knees behind her, and when she felt his warm lips on her cheek, her body quaked.

“Such a pretty, pretty ass,” he murmured, desire making his voice husky.

Oh God…

He slid a hand to her pussy, dipped into her liquid heat, the trailed it over her back opening. She remained still, curious and frightened as he teased a finger inside. It felt strange, uncomfortable, but the truth was she wanted this, wanted him to take her in a way no man had ever taken her before.

“Widen your legs.” She did as he requested, and stood there bared to him looking out over the water as he prepared her ass, pushing one, then two fingers past her ringed passage. When she tightened he rubbed her clit, and said, “Relax for me. Let me take care of you.”

She exhaled slowly and let him stretch her. He stood back up, and slid his hand around her waist. He put his mouth near her ear and said, “Get down on your hands and knees.”

Breathing labored, she dropped to the towel, wondering how she’d ever accommodate his huge cock, but trusting in Quinn enough to know he’d never hurt her.



“Look at you,” he murmured. “Your ass is just craving to be fucked.”

She listened to the hiss of his zipper, then he dropped down behind her. He opened the basket and pulled out a tube of lube. He squirted it into his hand, and then coated her puckered rosette.

The liquid felt cool at first, but then began warming. He worked his fingers back into her ass, and his growl of longing curled around her. Her nipples tightened, and when she relaxed into his touch she could feel her body opening.

“That’s it, Rebecca. That’s it exactly.”

A quake moved through her, her body responding to the pleasure in his voice.

He removed his fingers and she could feel his crown breach her opening. He moved slowly, offering her only an inch at a time and allowing her to get used to the feeling before going deeper. Pain and pleasure hit at the same time, and when he drove deeper, stretching her unnaturally, her body clenched.

“Easy,” he said, running his hands along her back, his soft whisper covering her like a blanket.

She breathed slowly, wanting this, wanting to make this good for him. Quinn reached around and rubbed her clit, as he pushed deeper. Feeling like he was ripping her, she gasped, and even though she knew she could put a stop to this, use her safe word if she wanted to, she clamped her mouth shut and let him take full possession of her.

She relaxed again, her muscles loosening. “That’s a girl.” He stroked her back gently. “You’re doing so good, Rebecca. I wish you could see the way my cock is sliding into your ass. You are so sexy, so beautiful like this.” He jerked his hips and they both groaned. “Look at that, I’m almost all the way inside you now.”

His words, and the pleasure she heard behind them, was all the encouragement she needed. She pushed back against him, taking him the rest of the way into her body.

“Fuck,” he bit out.

Rebecca began panting and he stayed still inside her for a long time. Sunlight spilled over their bodies, until hunger consumed her. She needed him to fuck her, to come inside her and claim her like this.

She moved her body to let him know she was ready. Quinn gripped her hips, and began moving. Slowly at first, then quicker, lust getting the better of him. He bent over her and rubbed her clit, taking her on the journey to ecstasy right along with him. Everything in what they were doing was highly erotic, deeply intimate, bringing them closer and closer together.

Pressure began brewing in her body, her orgasm approaching rapidly.

“You are mine and mine alone,” Quinn said.

“Yes, Quinn,” she said, tension growing in her body. “I am yours to take.”

“Now come for me.”

She gripped the beach towel beneath her, squeezing the cotton as she climaxed. Her cries carried in the breeze and when Quinn let go, releasing himself in her ass, emotions brought tears to her eyes.

He collapsed onto her back, and wrapped his hands around her waist to hold her tight. He remained inside her until his cock grew flaccid, then he pulled out. He dropped beside her and pulled her down, holding her head against his chest. She stayed there, listening to the pounding of his heart, and knew there was no place she’d rather be, no man she’d rather be with.

You are mine and mine alone.

As she thought about what he said, she wondered if he meant it, or was that just something a Dom said as his passion peaked.

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