Page 84 of Cross My Heart

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Page 84 of Cross My Heart

Saint tries to draw back. “It’s alright,” he murmurs. “Slow down…”

“No!” I yank him back to me, holding on tight. Desperate to keep my secrets locked up tightly where they belong.

Tenderness will be my undoing, butpassion…?

Passion will set me free, the way only he knows how.

I run my hands over his bare chest, down to the waistband of his jeans. “Saint, please… I want you.” I demand breathlessly, “All of you.Now.”

His eyes darken with lust, realizing that I mean it. And then he’s kissing me again—not so gentle anymore, as hot and hungry as my own fevered embrace.

Yes.

I moan against his mouth as we stumble across the kitchen. I arch up, loving the feel of Saint’s body, hot and hard against me, his hands already tearing at my clothes.

I help him, eagerly stripping off my T-shirt and shoving down my jeans.

“Upstairs,” he tries to tell me, but I shake my head, already wet and aching for him.

“No,” I insist, stubborn. “Here.Now.”

Saint groans, suddenly spinning me around and shoving me face-first against the wall. My pulse kicks with excitement, and I press my palms against the smooth surface, bracing myself for balance as Saint kisses and nips at the back of my neck. His hands move around to cup my breasts, squeezing and palming the tender flesh as he thrusts his hard-on against my ass.

I moan, head falling back against his shoulder.

“Is this what you want, baby?” Saint growls behind me, low in my ear. His expert fingers work me into a frenzy, pinching and plucking my aching nipples into two stiff peaks. “You need it fast and dirty?”

“Yes,” I gasp, as he roughly shoves my underwear down. “God, yes.Please…”

My plaintive cry echoes as his fingers find my core, rubbing my clit swiftly, sending pleasure ricocheting through my trembling body. “Saint!” I cry out, bucking against his hand. He moves lower, dipping into my wetness, and I moan, trying to take his fingers deeper.

“Fuck, Tessa…”

I hear the sound of his zipper, and then Saint’s hands are on my hips. He pushes my legs wider, positioning me there up against the wall.

Then I feel his cock nudging, hot and hard against my entrance.

I tense, remembering the thick girth of him, and how I struggled to fit him in my mouth. But Saint pets my clit again, rubbing swiftly until I’m gasping.

Then slowly, he sinks inside me.

Fuck.

My moan echoes, mingling with his low groan of pleasure as he sinks his thick cock deeper, pushing relentlessly until he’s buried to the hilt.

“Christ, Tessa…” Saint’s breath is hot in my ear. He grips my hips tightly from behind, his body shaking, coiled with tension. “You feel so good, so goddamn tight for me.”

I gasp for air, stretched wide, filled completely with his cock. But before I can even adjust to the invasion, he snaps his hips back, and thrusts into me again. Harder this time. Deeper. So deep.Fuck….

“Saint,” I sob, thrusting back to meet him, pure animal instinct taking over as we find a filthy, groaning rhythm. The friction is incredible, the thick drag of his cock stroking my inner walls just right. Already, I can feel my body start to tense, driving higher with every sinful thrust. “Don’t stop,” I gasp, pushed up on my tiptoes now with the force of his strokes, cheek pressed to the wall, my whole body pinned there and trembling as I take his cock. Over and over again. I moan, lost in the heat of it, going out of my mind. “God, Saint… Don’t you dare stop!”

Saint pauses at my words, still buried deep inside. “What was that, darling?” he murmurs, trailing his mouth over my bare shoulder, making me shudder and clench around his cock. “Giving me an order?”

He eases out of me, leaving me empty and panting. I wail in protest, and try to turn, but Saint keeps me trapped there, at his mercy.

“You can’t have it both ways, baby,” he teases, nipping at my earlobe as I shake. “If you want me to take care of you…” He lazily strokes over my clit, making me moan. “Then you have to let metake careof you, too.”

I suck in a breath of realization. “Bastard,” I mutter, finally seeing his game.




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