Page 61 of Bronson

I feel his hard cock between my thighs. It presses against the outside of my pussy. He rubs his hard shaft up and down over my clit. The stimulation made my knees go weak. My hips press up, wanting every ounce of pressure I can get against my throbbing sex.

He belongs to me.

I hold my breath as the tip of his cock finally arrives at my slick entrance. He pauses, leaving it there.

His fingers tighten around my wrists until it hurts. “You want me, Paige?”

“Yes, I want you. I want you so badly,” I gasp. I thrust my pelvis in the air, taking him inside of me. My muscles clench around his member, claiming it and making it mine.

He thrusts hard within me. My pussy stretches, pulling and burning at the size of him. He rocks his hips back, bringing them forward again. His cock plunges deep within me. I tighten further around him. I beg him to release my hands and he does.

I wrap my freed arms around his neck. I’m shocked at the thickness of the tense muscles that run down his neck and over his rounded shoulders.

This man is strong. And huge.

And has a rock-hard cock that slams into me again.

I groan, my body curling around his. He slips his hands beneath the small of my back. They slide down, cupping my ass. He squeezes my still sore ass cheeks hard. I’m reminded of the earlier spanking.

He wants me to remember.

His mouth is on my neck, sucking and biting.

I’ll wear the marks of his passion on my skin tomorrow. I can already picture the little raspberry-colored trail.

He thrusts within me, harder and faster. His fingers clutch at my ass, further parting me for him. My legs wrap around his torso. It looks so trim and tapered but my calves press against it and I find it to be as thick and hard as sculpted stone.

His mouth finds my ear. His hot whispered words come in a rush. “Paige, you are mine. You are mine. You are mine, woman.”

“No one else’s, yours alone,” I breathe.

My whispered words send him into overdrive. Our skin slaps together as he slams into me. His thrusts are measured, rhythmic. My eyes squeeze shut tight, my head flying back. Heat covers my skin. It’s damp with sweat. I lock my ankles together, legs wrapped around him so tightly I fear I won’t be able to unlock them.

The pleasure in my core turns into a demand. I fear if I don’t get release, I might die. My hips rise up, the tension so tight I feel as if something inside me might snap.

Then comes the beginnings of the release.

Pulsing waves rock my core, one after the other. I cry out his name. Tears brim at the corners of my eyes. I’m sweating, panting. He’s gripping me as if he’s holding on for his very life. We are wound as tightly as two people can be. He gives a final thrust. We lock together as one. My pussy milks his cock as we climax together. The walls of my sheath throb and quiver as he fills me with his seed. I can feel his cock give a few more pulses, then still. I give a final shudder as he whispers my name. We stay like that a moment, the orgasm ebbing.

Our bodies are satisfied. They’ve taken everything they can get from one other; we collapse onto the bed.

He places light kisses on my forehead, my eyelids, my lips, my cheeks. He leans down and his breath catches in his throat.

He speaks, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m falling in love with you.”

It’s the first time I’ve ever heard those words. They travel straight to my heart. There’s a welling in my chest. It feels heavy—strangely full. The tears that teased my eyes earlier suddenly become flowing rivers.

He pulls back, alarmed.

“You’re crying.” He makes the statement as one would say, you’re bleeding. Concern dwells in his eyes. His hand smooths back my hair. His lips find my cheeks, kissing away my tears. He whispers, “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I… I want to. I’m glad for it.”

His gaze locks on mine. I have to look away.

My fingertip traces the muscle of his shoulder from the base of his neck down his arm. “I… I’ve waited a long time to feel this way. So, I’m glad even… if it comes with tears.” Shyness washes over me at my confession.

I hold back my raw truth; no one’s ever loved me.