Page 180 of Wrecked
She’d waited months for this, and she’d thought about him dozens of times, fantasizing how good it would feel to fuck the enemy.’”
“Jesus,” Hawk growled. “I’m hard.”
Addison glanced over at him, wagged her eyebrows, and continued reading him the bedtime story.
“But she had to play this cool, like this didn’t mean a thing. As he stalked his way over, one slow step at a time, the lust in his eyes had turned them black with desire. His breathing was slow and controlled, but when he ran his thumb over her nipple, she could feel him tremble.
He stared down at her. “I’m going to fuck you.”
“I’m going to fuck you back,” she replied.
“I’m not romantic. I’m not going to send you flowers or have your name tattooed on my back. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast and deep. For me.”
“When are you going to stop talking about it and do it?” she replied.
Pausing, Addison glanced over. His cock had tented his pants. “Why don’t you strip down?” she suggested.
As he got naked, he knew. This was his person. Addison was not a replacement. She was his destiny. He would always love Josie. He would always miss the child he lost. He would always be broken, but he knew the value of loving a person with everything he had. Addison deserved his best. If she would have him, he would make her his priority for the rest of his life.
After moving closer on the sofa, he caressed her silky thigh.
She eyed his erection. “Not laughing at my novel, now, are you?”
“No, babe, I’m not.”
“Do you want to hear how he fucks her?”
“Hell, yeah.”
Addison continued reading out loud.
“He didn’t want her in bed or on the sofa. He wanted her on the hard surface of the kitchen floor, where she would have to feel the power of his thrusts, again and again. She would have to endure the raw, feral fucking that would be over much too fast. But, he wasn’t going to delay the inevitable.
They came together in a wild embrace. It felt more like two territorial animals fighting to the death than two people making love. She kissed him hard, scraped her fingernails down his shoulders. He thrust his tongue in her mouth, pinched her nipples—”
“Mount me,” Hawk commanded, his voice rough with need.
With a sexy gleam in her eyes, she set down the book and straddled him. “I’ve got my diaphragm in.” Then, she shot him the most adorable smile. “If it’s just gonna be us, you can toss the condoms.”
“Just us,” he replied. “Always, just us.”
He reached up, slid his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her onto him. Their mouths came together, their tongues thrashing against each other’s. Her mewls and moans turned him harder, but when her juices seeped onto him, he couldn’t go slowly.
“I need you,” he said. “Like the guy in the book.”
“Yes,” she bleated.
He rose with her in his arms and laid on the floor. With shaft in hand, he placed himself at her opening, and tunneled inside. The explosion of pleasure had them both moaning while he thrust to her end.
“Fuck,” he said between gritted teeth.
“Suck my nipples,” she commanded.
He dipped down, pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked.
“Oh, yeah, hard like that,” she said, her raspy voice filled with a dark desire.
Then, she started moving beneath him and he broke from her nipple to fuck her. The harder she bucked, the harder he fucked. She raised her arms over her head.
