Crystal Mac: A prologue novella to Captive Series Book 3 HELL'S HILLTOP

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put that on for you?”
    He tore it open with his teeth. “That would require you to move.”
    “Which you don’t want me to do.”
    The foil was tossed to the floor. “Not a muscle.”
    “Why?”
    “If you could see yourself right now from my perspective,” he rasped, rolling the condom on, “you wouldn’t ask.”
    He sat back on his heels and drew her up on his lap, the position forcing her legs further apart. “You’re so exposed this way,” he murmured huskily, channeling hot, soapy water over her sensitive flesh before exploring with his hands. “I can see all of you. How does that make you feel?”
    She gasped when his thumb dove deep inside forbidden territory. “Different,” she breathed. “Pretty fucking good.”
    Reaching over, he cut the water. Bubbles crackled around them as he guided his cock up and down the length of her, stroking. Slickened with her desire, he gripped her thighs, and slowly pushed through her tight opening.
    Back arched, she cried out to the point he thought he’d hurt her. Mac instantly froze.
    “Don’t stop,” she panted, clenching her inner muscles even tighter around him. “You feel incredible.”
    Incredible… Enveloped in her core heat, he lost himself in their connection, savoring her words as well as her body. His chest heaved as he watched his head clear the pink lips of her sheath, then thrust inside again. They groaned together, completely in tune while he continued the slow pace. For the sake of longevity, he took his time.
    She was such a small thing. In any other case, he’d fear breaking her, but he knew what she was. Knew she could take anything he gave her . So, when it felt right, he hooked her thighs and rose up to his knees, the angle allowing him to go deeper than before. She flattened a hand against the wall for stability while her fevered gasps became louder.
    “Oh, God,” she cried as he picked up the pace, impaling her over and over again. Water sloshed over the sides. She opened wider for him allowing unrestricted entry. “Harder!”
    With a savage smile, he obliged, his fingers digging into her flesh. The visual of her body taking him, reacting with the brunt force of his thrusts, drove his baser urges into uncharted territory. His efforts increased until his reasons for coupling with such ferocity became murky. Was he punishing her for the torture he endured earlier that night or was he thanking her for saving him?
    Water lapped beneath the pulverized layer of bubbles. His hand cracked over her ass, eliciting a gasp of surprise from her that came with a smile.
    “ Do it again!” she growled fiercely.
    “Come on, Crystal,” he commanded through gritted teeth , giving her what she wanted. “Come for me.”
    The moment he said the words, her body constricted around him, pulled and pulsated as she screamed out her orgasm. The sound was music to his ears.
    Tightening his hold around her thighs, he finally let himself go and drilled her with his first wave of release. Pleasure of a new magnitude rocked him backward , pulling from deep within the center of his body and stretching through all four limbs. He rode each lasting sensation for what seemed an eternity; each tug of release draining more and more frustration from his soul until all that remained was deep sated satisfaction.
    His movements slowed as he savored the feel, unwilling to let it end. Before his heart could steady, he pulled her up into his arms. They sat that way for a while, she on his lap, still joined while the water cooled around them.
    “Holy shit,” she breathed. “I think you found my diaphragm in there.”
    He caught his breath while he hugged her close. “You said harder.”
    Her hand curled around his head and she gave him a pat. “ And , I think you enjoyed that spanking a little too much.”
    “Lady, you have no idea.”
    “Oh!” She turned in his arms with a laugh on her lips, kissed him hard. Mac kissed her back without reservation, without limits. It had

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