Page 45 of A Stop in Time
And wait another moment for him.
“The fuck are you doin’?” His tone is laced with an odd mix of curiosity and gentleness.
“Waiting on you,” I pipe back. Duh. Nobody ever wants to fuck me face to face.
He shifts on the bed, and I prepare for him to press inside me, anticipating how good he’ll feel. But when he gives my legs a firm tug, it catches me by surprise.
“What the—”
He flips me onto my back, his knees between my legs. When he shrugs out of his shirt, I’m momentarily distracted by the myriad of scars decorating his body aside from the large scorpion tattoo stretching from one firm pectoral to the other.
Expression thunderous, his eyes bore into mine. “Thought you were gonna ride me.”
What the hell is he pissed about? “Just givin’ you my best side.”
The crease between his brows turns cavernous. “The fuck I wanna look at the back of your head for?” A muscle flicks angrily in his jaw as he guides his cock to my entrance, nudging in a fraction. “Wanted you to ride me...and gimme all you got.”
He stares into my eyes the entire time, and dammit, he makes me want to believe him. When he sinks in deeper, my mouth parts on a silent gasp.
“Yeah.” His gaze singes me with heat. “That’s what I wanna see.” He works himself inside me slowly, letting my body stretch to accommodate him. “Wanna watch you as you take my cock deeper.”
“You really want that?”
The words spill free before I realize it, but I should know that this man is far too perceptive. Because what he says is, “Yeah, I wanna see your face and watch when you come.”
My inner muscles spasm, and I know the moment he detects it, because a devious glint flashes in his eyes. “Think you wanna ride me after all, don’t you?”
With my palms on his broad chest, I give him a slight shove. He moves to his back, bringing me with him. Straddling him, I lower myself over him, sinking down deeper.
“Mac…” He says this as if it’s some sort of warning.
When I sink down a bit more, it leeches oxygen from my lungs at how perfect he feels inside me.
“Swear to Christ,” he mutters as his hands fly to my hips, eyes searing mine. “Your pussy’s practically chokin’ me.”
I grow wetter and his nostrils flare, his lips pressing thin with restraint. One hand releases my hip only to cup my nape and steer me down to him. The shift of our bodies has him angling differently, and my sharp intake of breath mingles with his harsh groan.
He mumbles against my lips in between playful nips. “It’s takin’ all my restraint not to let loose on you and fuck you good and hard.” Securing my bottom lip between his teeth, he tugs before soothing it with his tongue. “So damn snug.”
When I coat him with more wetness, he groans against my lips. “Love this needy-as-fuck pussy, the way it’s soakin’ my goddamn cock.”
Need burns a path through me as I fuse my mouth to his and roll my hips, working myself over him. Our tongues tangle and his fingers tighten their grip on my hair while the other molds to my hip. Grinding my clit over the root of his cock with each motion, I’m catapulted closer and closer to the edge.
I gasp his name, breaking the kiss, as my movements turn more frenzied. His hold on my hip turns more fierce before he pulls me down to meet his strong upward thrusts.
A whimper ekes from me as he takes control, still ensuring my clit grinds against the root of his cock.
“That’s it. Gonna give you what you need.” Each word is forced from between gritted teeth, his features raw with stark need.
Arousal licks through my veins like wildfire while he pumps his hips, spearing me with his thick cock.
When he steers my mouth to his once again, his harsh whisper dusts over my lips. “So damn tight…swear, your pussy’s gonna fuckin’ strangle me when you come.”
I heave a breath against his mouth, unable to speak, as my legs quake. He nips at my lips before darting out his tongue to soothe them. When I release a keening moan, he grits out, “Goddammit,” before giving a sudden upthrust and impaling me on his hard length.
Pleasure unfurls inside me, and my inner muscles pulse around him as I ride out my release. Daniel pumps his hips, driving his cock in and out, his muscles growing tense beneath me.
Our combined breaths are harsh, fast pants and he grows thicker inside me a moment before giving two wild upward punches of his hips. His hoarse groan sounds as if it’s been ripped from deep within his chest and a shudder rolls through him.