Jessi Gage : Road Rage
Her movements clumsy, she helped him peel his jeans down his lean hips as he covered her body with his. She kneaded his firm glutes and skimmed her fingers up and down the warm skin of his back. She wanted to worship him as he’d worshipped her, but the intensity in his eyes spoke volumes. I will have you now, that look said. Right fucking now.
No argument from her.
His mouth found hers and their tongues joined. With one hand, he guided himself to her sex, rubbing her lips, spreading her moisture. Then he pushed inside, stretching her with unapologetic intent, making them one.
His firm stroke brought him deeply, completely into her until she didn’t care where she left off and he began. The amazing fullness felt so secure she wondered if the fog would lose its purchase on her. They froze like that and looked into each other’s eyes.
Derek exhaled a rough curse.
Thank God he’d turned the bedside lamp on earlier. She would remember the look on his face for the rest of her life…or death. Solemn passion bled from his every pore. Love shone in his brown eyes.
Parting from him at dawn would break her.
“You feel so good,” he said. Then he moved inside her.
Her heart soared as she locked her arms around him, her fingers clinging to his back. He held on just as tightly as they rocked together. All her dread of the fog and fear of being dead vanished, leaving only rightness.
Pleasure zoomed up on her more quickly than she would have liked. Her body was a parched desert and Derek’s lovemaking brought floodwaters rushing up from below to quench and nourish. She wanted it to go on forever, but the drenching fulfillment wouldn’t be denied.
He knew. “Come on, sweetheart,” he whispered over her ear. “Let’s go there together.”
His words brought her slamming over the peak. She shuddered and cried out in mixed pleasure and determination not to let the fog steal her away again. She clenched where they were joined, her entire body holding fast to the man she loved.
His breath caught and he groaned as he thrust home one more time and stayed there, pressed to her womb and bathing her with his release. His arms tightened around her until she couldn’t conceive of ever being alone again.
After several beautiful, quiet seconds, he whispered her name and brushed kisses over her face. Moisture on her cheeks told her she was weeping.
“Don’t cry, baby girl,” he said. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”
“Don’t let go,” she said. “When dawn comes, don’t let go. I won’t leave you again.”
“I won’t let go, sweetheart. You’re mine now.”
Gayle Donnelly & Robyn Mackenzie : Infinite Surrender
Talon helped her recline, his jacket protecting her back, then lifted her arms up and to each side to rest on the handle bars. His heart nearly stopped at the picture she made.
He traced his hands up her toned thighs and to her slender hips, still amazed at the silky softness of her skin. He continued his path, stopping his progress only long enough to massage and caress her generous breasts. She moaned softly as he grazed her tight nipples with his thumbs.
He leaned forward, the movement placed the underside of his cock in between the dewy wetness of her folds. Her hips began to move, sliding her juices up and down over his shaft. He had to grit his teeth to fight for control, especially when he felt the swollen bud of her clit glide over the engorged head of his cock.
She was grinding harder against him now, her hips rotating and undulating, making him fucking insane.
“Talon, please.” She whispered.
He lifted his torso and stood upright, straddling the bike. He draped her legs over his thighs, held her by the hips, and drove his shaft into her center in one hard stroke. Talon watched as her eyes flew open in surprise. He leaned forward and took her lips in a kiss that ignited the fire in his veins to a fevered pitch. He tightened his hold on her hips.
Deep, driving strokes into the tightest pussy he’d even known had him gritting his teeth with the need to mark her.
Chloe’s hips met his with every forceful stroke. “Talon. It’s so good.” She cried out as she wrapped her hands around his wrists.
He stood straight, his gaze locked on where they were joined as he continued his driving thrusts.
“Sweet baby. You’re so tight, so hot. I need to feel you come on my cock.” He lifted her hips with his hands as he thrust harder, deeper. “Come for me, Chloe. Now baby!”
She screamed, arched, and her hands flew back to grip the handlebars once again. Her long legs came up to wrap around his lower back in an effort to drive him deeper. Talon continued to grind and thrust for several strokes until he felt the tremors of his own release shoot through his spine. His balls tightened and with a final thrust, he threw his head back and roared, the sound echoing through the trees, the intensity of his release nearly bringing him to his knees.
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I do have to say when Talon took Chloe on his Bike in "Infinite Surrender"…OMFG that was soooo HAWT!!! I was fanning myself while re-reading that excerpt 😉 & adding it to my to-buy list!
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