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combust. Heat blazed from inside my body and it felt almost uncontainable.
Donovan kept licking and sucking, driving me crazy even as I thrashed against his face and became almost too
sensitized to stand one more lick of his tongue or thrust of his fingers. I was crying out. I was whimpering. Then I was calling him names telling him the pleasure was too much. He didn't let up until I kicked his shoulder with my heel hard enough to get his attention.
His dark hair was tousled as he raised his head from between my legs, amusement in his blue eyes. "Can't handle it, Steele?"
"Screw you." I wiped the back of my hand across my sweaty forehead as my core continued to spasm. I rubbed away more droplets of sweat rolling down the sides of my face from my now damp hair. "Better yet, screw me."
Amusement remained in his gaze. "The way you were whimpering, I think anything else might be too much for you to handle."
"Are you nuts?” I lightly kicked his shoulder again. "You are so dead if you don't get up here and get inside me right this second."
"Maybe." He caught my ankle in his hand before I could plant it on his shoulder. "Maybe not."
I stared at him. "Where's my Glock?"
Donovan moved so that he was right over me, the hardness of his erection pressed against my folds, the feel of his shirt against my breasts rough and erotic, and the scrape of his jeans sensitizing me even more.
His scent alone was enough to make me want him, much less everything else that made up Nick Donovan. Goddamnit,
I didn't know if I'd ever stop wanting him. He reached between us, unbuttoned his jeans, and freed his erection.
Donovan drove his cock into my core in one hard, fast thrust. I gasped with pleasure that sent my head spinning. Our sex had always been incredible, but it had been utterly, unbelievably better to have him inside me without a condom after we'd had our blood tests together this summer. I could feel every hard inch of him inside me, his bare cock
stroking the inside of my core.
"Christ." I sucked in my breath as he held himself still, his cock stretching and filling me so perfectly. I arched my hips, pressing our bodies even closer together. "Get moving already, Donovan."
His eyes met mine as he started fucking me in deep strokes, his jeans scraping the inside of my thighs with every
motion. Sweat already beaded his forehead, and he set his jaws like he was trying to control himself and hold back his orgasm.
The increased sensations were almost too much as I let them sweep me away. My eyes practically rolled back in my
head with every thrust as he stretched me and touched me so deep it caused me to gasp stroke by stroke.
"I don't think I can hold back." The strain in his voice made his words sound almost guttural.
"Then come." I made indescribable sounds of pleasure. Nothing was better than having Donovan inside me. Every time we were together it seemed even more so. "I had mine and this feels so good it might be too much for me to handle another orgasm." God, wasn't that the truth.
"Lex—"
I reached between our bodies and fondled his balls and what I could grasp of his erection.
"Christ!" His cock throbbed as I tightened my grip at the base while he came.
I squeezed his cock and rubbed my hand on the inch or two that wasn't inside me. I didn't let up during his last several strokes and the big man shuddered when he stopped thrusting. I moved my hand away as he pressed his groin to mine,
his cock still pulsing inside me.
Donovan let some of his weight pin me to the bed as he braced his forearms on the mattress and met my eyes.
"Goddamnit, Steele. What am I going to do with you?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. "Make me one of your gourmet dinners. I'm starved."
He gave me his quirky little grin and kissed me. "Demanding, but you're easy to please."
"Ha." I grinned back. "Just wait till it's time for dessert."
Donovan brushed his lips against mine. "Can't wait."
For a long time we lay
combust. Heat blazed from inside my body and it felt almost uncontainable.
Donovan kept licking and sucking, driving me crazy even as I thrashed against his face and became almost too
sensitized to stand one more lick of his tongue or thrust of his fingers. I was crying out. I was whimpering. Then I was calling him names telling him the pleasure was too much. He didn't let up until I kicked his shoulder with my heel hard enough to get his attention.
His dark hair was tousled as he raised his head from between my legs, amusement in his blue eyes. "Can't handle it, Steele?"
"Screw you." I wiped the back of my hand across my sweaty forehead as my core continued to spasm. I rubbed away more droplets of sweat rolling down the sides of my face from my now damp hair. "Better yet, screw me."
Amusement remained in his gaze. "The way you were whimpering, I think anything else might be too much for you to handle."
"Are you nuts?” I lightly kicked his shoulder again. "You are so dead if you don't get up here and get inside me right this second."
"Maybe." He caught my ankle in his hand before I could plant it on his shoulder. "Maybe not."
I stared at him. "Where's my Glock?"
Donovan moved so that he was right over me, the hardness of his erection pressed against my folds, the feel of his shirt against my breasts rough and erotic, and the scrape of his jeans sensitizing me even more.
His scent alone was enough to make me want him, much less everything else that made up Nick Donovan. Goddamnit,
I didn't know if I'd ever stop wanting him. He reached between us, unbuttoned his jeans, and freed his erection.
Donovan drove his cock into my core in one hard, fast thrust. I gasped with pleasure that sent my head spinning. Our sex had always been incredible, but it had been utterly, unbelievably better to have him inside me without a condom after we'd had our blood tests together this summer. I could feel every hard inch of him inside me, his bare cock
stroking the inside of my core.
"Christ." I sucked in my breath as he held himself still, his cock stretching and filling me so perfectly. I arched my hips, pressing our bodies even closer together. "Get moving already, Donovan."
His eyes met mine as he started fucking me in deep strokes, his jeans scraping the inside of my thighs with every
motion. Sweat already beaded his forehead, and he set his jaws like he was trying to control himself and hold back his orgasm.
The increased sensations were almost too much as I let them sweep me away. My eyes practically rolled back in my
head with every thrust as he stretched me and touched me so deep it caused me to gasp stroke by stroke.
"I don't think I can hold back." The strain in his voice made his words sound almost guttural.
"Then come." I made indescribable sounds of pleasure. Nothing was better than having Donovan inside me. Every time we were together it seemed even more so. "I had mine and this feels so good it might be too much for me to handle another orgasm." God, wasn't that the truth.
"Lex—"
I reached between our bodies and fondled his balls and what I could grasp of his erection.
"Christ!" His cock throbbed as I tightened my grip at the base while he came.
I squeezed his cock and rubbed my hand on the inch or two that wasn't inside me. I didn't let up during his last several strokes and the big man shuddered when he stopped thrusting. I moved my hand away as he pressed his groin to mine,
his cock still pulsing inside me.
Donovan let some of his weight pin me to the bed as he braced his forearms on the mattress and met my eyes.
"Goddamnit, Steele. What am I going to do with you?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. "Make me one of your gourmet dinners. I'm starved."
He gave me his quirky little grin and kissed me. "Demanding, but you're easy to please."
"Ha." I grinned back. "Just wait till it's time for dessert."
Donovan brushed his lips against mine. "Can't wait."
For a long time we lay
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