Protect her, a voice shouted from the back of his racing mind. Keeping her on the wall with his hips, he reached into his back pocket and ripped the single condom from his wallet. Her fingers were already on his belt, yanking leather through loops with shaky hands. It humbled him, her need. He’d never considered himself a lucky man, but right now, with Sera wanting him so bad, he didn’t think anyone luckier had ever existed in this world.
She slipped her hand into his jeans and squeezed his erection, chasing away the last rational thought in his head.
Growling into her frantic kiss, he reached between her legs and palmed her *. Mine, mine, mine.
“You still sore from your first time, baby?” He ripped her panties with a twist of his wrist. “That’s not going to stop me from hitting it hard, you understand? I’m too far gone to fuck you easy. I might never be able to again.”
“I
understand,”
she
breathed.
“Just… please.”
He wedged the packaged condom between her teeth. “Wrap me up, then.
Get your man ready to fuck. I want to see it.”
Challenge in her eyes, she ripped the foil with her teeth and he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent a growl. Jesus, how had he ever lived without this girl?
She made him feel so fucking alive, he didn’t know how he withstood it. As she rolled the latex over his cock, he responded to her challenge by slipping his middle finger inside her, pushing it high and deep. It distracted her halfway through her task, her head falling forward into his shoulder with a hoarse cry.
“Better finish what you started, Sera.
Unless this is enough for you.” He withdrew his finger halfway and shoved it back in again and again, gritting his teeth at the feel of her tight, damp heat.
Perfect. So goddamn perfect. He nudged her clit with his knuckle and felt her mouth open against his neck, her teeth rake his flesh. “Are my fingers enough for you?”
“Yes…no. I-I don’t know.” Her hands moved on his aching cock, rolling the condom on fully. It made him even hotter, watching her perform the task.
Seeing her erratic movements, her rush to get him prepared to be inside her.
Bowen gripped her chin in his hand.
He wanted her looking at him when he finally sank in. Inevitably, he would lose himself, and he needed her eyes to anchor him. “Tell your man how bad you need him. Tell him to give it to you hard.”
“I need you, Bowen.” Her eyes were clouded with lust. “Give it to me hard.”
He rammed himself deep, driving her high against the wall. She screamed in her throat, the most erotic sound he’d ever heard, her lips shaking with the effort to keep quiet, keep them undiscovered. Even he had to put a leash on the need to shout, the feel of her made him feel so crazed. “Jesus, fuck. You tight-ass girl. I can’t breathe when I’m inside you. I can’t think.”
Her ankles locked just above his ass, sinking him even deeper and drawing a groan from his mouth. “D-don’t think, just move,” she said shakily.
Knowing he was seconds from losing any semblance of control, he braced his arm between her back and the wall so she wouldn’t get hurt. Then he flattened his free hand above her on the wall and started pumping his hips. He didn’t start slow. Couldn’t. His pace was merciless, giving them what they both needed.
“Nobody feels like you, baby,” he groaned against her neck, before sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin. “I’m so fucking deep and it’s not enough. It’ll never be enough. I can’t touch all of you at once and it drives me crazy. I need everything, always. More, more.”
“You have me.” Her voice shook with the force of his thrusts. “I’m here.”
“You left.” He pressed their foreheads together, focused on the brown eyes glazed with passion. “I watched you leave. Don’t do that to me again.”
“I won’t.” She whimpered as he increased his pace. “I promise.”
His hips moved on their own, plowing into her with deep, savage thrusts. The force of his drives shook her locked ankles loose at his back, so her legs dangled on either side of him, suspended inches above the ground. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, her moans increasing in volume against his ear until he knew she was almost ready to come. He was overcome by the obsessive need for her to tighten up and shake around him, the way she’d done the first time. He needed to be what sent her there.
Bowen licked up the side of her neck and bit down on her earlobe. “You came back for me, Sera. You came back because I mean something to you and thank Christ for that.” His hand left the wall to jerk her left leg up around his waist, and they both moaned at the new friction. “But there’s another reason you came back and I’m fucking you with it right now. Isn’t that right, beautiful? You love what I put between your legs.
Admit it for me, part of the reason you came back is because you know you won’t get this anywhere else. Not like I do it.”
Her fingernails dug into the back of his neck; her thigh started to shake in his hand. “Yes. Yes, I need it.”
“Nowhere else,” he growled against her mouth. “Let’s hear it.”