Page 27 of Renegade
I am out of mind with pleasure.
“Please!” I don’t even know what I’m begging for. Him to stop? To send me over the edge again? To keep me safe and never let me go? Whatever it is, I need him in this moment like I’ve never needed anyone before. It’s terrifying.
“I can’t. I can’t take it.”
“Shh, baby. I’ve got you. Let go.”
It’s a wild, primal passion. The ocean roars in my ears. He’s driving me fucking insane with his insistent fingers, stroking as the intensity builds and builds and builds…until with a scream I come again, the waves of pleasure crashing over me, consuming me with an intensity I never dreamed imaginable.
The trajectory of water arcing from beneath me would be shocking if I wasn’t so destroyed by the orgasm. As it is, I only dimly register Walker saying in disbelief, “You squirted!”
“I what?”
He drags me back to him and flips me over, his grin transforming his face as he kisses me hard. “And you thought you couldn’t come.”
He pulls me into his arms, and I’ve never felt more treasured. Or more confused.
