Page 56 of Uncharted Desires

His eyes rolled back in pleasure, and a moan escaped his lips. “Fuck, Kat, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to touch me there.”

She laughed. “Ten days?”

He pinned her with his eyes. “I think it’s been more like ten years.”

Kat swallowed. He didn’t mean it, he couldn’t, he was just lost in the moment. His hand shot into her hair, wrapping it around his fist and he pulled her toward his straining cock. She licked him from the base to the tip, swirling her tongue as she reached the top. He groaned as she took the whole of him into her mouth.

While he was the one who held her head, moving her up and down his hardness, she was the one who felt powerful. As West moaned and cursed into the darkness, Kat knew she was the one giving him such pleasure.

“Fuck, Kat, you have to stop or I’m going to be done before we start.” His fist pulled hard on her hair, sending delicious waves of pleasure through her as she released him from her mouth.

Before she knew what happened, West lifted her up and she was straddling him on the bed.

“I want to watch you,” he said, and while she would normally have felt self-conscious, he made her feel powerful. “Protection?” he asked her.

Kat gave him a sardonic look. “You’re going to ask that two seconds before you’re inside me?”

West fingers dipped inside her. “I promise I’m clean, but it’s up to you.”

She arched her back, pushing into his hand. “I have an IUD and haven’t been with anyone in a couple of years. I’m clean.”

West was going to bust if he wasn’t in her soon. He groaned at the confirmation and with one swift thrust buried himself deep inside her, impaling her with no gentleness. Kat gasped at the sudden sensation and West feared he had hurt her; yet the grip of her perfect tightness around him told another story entirely.

Her head tilted back, and he ached to change their positions so he could bite and taste the column of her long neck, but first, she was going to ride him until she cried out his name again to the universe. The world would know that Kat was his.

He moved his hips and she moved with him, and then his entire plan to take her multiple ways went to shit. His fingers dug into her hips and moved her in time with his thrusts, slow at first, but he couldn’t maintain his relaxed tempo. He wanted her too badly.

“God, sweetheart, you feel like pure ecstasy. I never want this to end!”

She looked down at him through a veil of velvet hair and West could barely contain himself. The emotion in her eyes was raw and real. A passion that seared through his very soul and lit up every inch of his body with desire. He thrust deeper into her as he pressed his finger to her clit, needing her to come with him as he lost all control.

Kat’s cries echoed around them, quickly followed by West’s throaty roar of pleasure as they both came together in a frenzy of blinding bliss.

With a final powerful thrust, West spilled into her with a force he had never experienced with another woman. A feeling of complete connection and fulfillment.

Kat dropped onto his chest, her body radiating heat and comfort. His heart burst with warmth when she pressed her lips against his skin, sending shockwaves through his body. He was used to being the one who put in the effort, always taking care of women and seeing to their needs, so this newfound connection made him feel both uneasy and content all at once.

She slid beside him on the too-small bed, his feet dangling off the mattress. West had rarely opened up to another person enough to cuddle after sex, but as Kat settled into the curve of his arm, he felt as if he would fight the devil himself for this moment together.

Kat kissed his neck and looked up with a smirk. “That was . . . surprising.”

He returned her smile. “Surprising?”

“I thought you were more of a ‘Your Body Is a Wonderland’ John Mayer-type than”—she gestured vaguely toward the disheveled state of their room—“the whole dominating, spanking thing.”

West gave a soft laugh. “I told you; I just knew what you’d like.” With a gentle touch, his hand traveled along her arm like a feather, and he asked with a sly raise of his eyebrows, “Was I wrong?”

He saw a blush spread across her cheeks. “It would seem you were right.”

They both laughed and West pulled her into his arms. “Should we try again? I can be ‘Your Body Is a Wonderland.’”

“Mmmm, I don’t think I’d like that as much,” she said.

His hand moved lazily on her back. “So, do you really hate actors that much, or is it just the thought of me being one?”

Kat yawned. “I dated one once. Archie Llewellyn played the lead every year in our school musical. He was such a diva, but we dated for one year. I’m never dating an actor again.”

“You’re judging all actors from a high school relationship?” He laughed, nipping her shoulder.