Page 42 of The Hero
“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you,” Kendric said reverently.
She should be thankinghim. “Did you ...? I’m sorry, I should know, but I was too busy soaring through the stars and didn’t register anything that was happening around me ... or in me,” she added with a small shrug.
His smile widened. “No. I was too busy watching and feeling your pleasure.”
Marlowe felt her cheeks heat with a blush.
“What do you need from me to come?” she asked boldly. She was a woman determined to satisfy her man. Not a sixteen-year-old kid experimenting with sex for the first time.
“Not much. I’m so on the edge it’s not even funny,” he said a little sheepishly.
Experimenting, Marlowe tightened her inner muscles, squeezing him tightly deep within her body, and was rewarded by his fingers gripping her hips and a groan escaping his lips.
She slowly lifted a fraction, then lowered herself once more.
“Yes, just like that. Slow and steady,” he told her, practically panting.
Smiling, loving the power she apparently had over him, Marlowe lifted off him once more. She stopped, hovering, surprised at the rush of wetness she felt seeping out of her body.
“Holy shit, that feels incredible!” Kendric gasped. He moved a hand between them and stroked the part of his cock that was outside her body, brushing against her sensitive lower lips as he did.
“We’re soaked,” he said unnecessarily. “I feel you on my balls. It’s amazing. I want more. Move, Marlowe. As long as it’s not painful for you.”
It didn’t hurt. Not at all. Yes, he was big and it had taken a bit for her to be able to take him all the way inside her, but now? She was slick and relaxed from her orgasm, and she wanted everything he had to give her.
She hadn’t lied earlier. She did want children. She didn’t think making love tonight would produce a child, not with everything else going on with her body, but if shedidget pregnant, she’d love their baby with every ounce of energy in her.
She began to move. Up and down. Squeezing her inner muscles as she bottomed out on him, wanting him to experience what she had.
“Marlowe ... yes! You feel so good. You have no idea.”
She loved how out of control he sounded, the way he was babbling his every thought. Needing more, wanting his complete surrender, Marlowe began to move faster. Soon the sound of their skin slapping together echoed throughout the barn as she rode him hard.
Just as her thigh muscles began to shake from exertion, Kendric clamped his hands around her hips and pulled her down on top of him. He was so far inside her, it almost hurt. He groaned, his hips jerking as he came.
It was the most intimate thing Marlowe had ever done. The look on Kendric’s face was almost one of pain as he filled her. She was still staring at his face when his eyes popped open and his hand moved. He roughly began to tweak her clit once more, and she jerked in surprise.
“One more,” he demanded. “I need to feel you come around me again.”
His touch was almost overwhelming, but in a good way. She tried to squirm away for a moment of relief, but he held her tightly. “Kendric,” she moaned as the pleasure rose within her much faster than it had before.
“That’s it. Squeeze me, just like that. I can feel your muscles fluttering on my cock. You feel so unbelievable. If I could live inside you, I would. As much as I love filling you with my seed, I love this even more. Feeling your pleasure from the inside. It’s incredible, Marlowe.”
His words cascaded over her like a warm tropical waterfall. She couldn’t stop herself from undulating against him, on his cock, as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She wasn’t the kind of woman who had multiple orgasms during a sexual encounter. Hell, many times she never even had one. But she was quickly approaching the edge for the second time, and this one felt even more intense than her first.
“You’remine, Marlowe. You took my name. Now you’re taking my cock. It’s yours. All of me is yours. Do it, Punky. Let go. I’ll catch you.”
The practical part of her had a feeling he was saying the things he was because they were in the throes of sex. Reallygoodsex, but once their endorphin high was gone, reality would set in and he’d probably be embarrassed at the things he’d proclaimed. But for now, she let his words settle in her soul.
A little scream left her throat as he pushed her over the edge. She trembled and shook in his grip, and she heard him moan under her.
When she could breathe again, she felt boneless. Kendric lowered her onto his chest, still buried deep inside her body. She could feel their combined juices leaking out from between their bodies, and she had the thought that she was glad she didn’t have to sleep in the wet spot. He held her against his chest and stroked her back with his big hands.
“Holy crap,” she mumbled when she felt as if she could speak again.
He chuckled under her, and Marlowe could only smile at the intimate way she felt his laughter because she was draped over him.
“That was amazing. Seriously. I’ve never felt that before.”
