I come with a scream.
Oh my god!
Ecstasy slams through me in a tidal wave of release. It’s epic, a force of nature, but he doesn’t stop for a minute. He withdraws, and thrusts again, plunging his thick cock deep inside, riding out my climax and pushing me to an even higher peak.
Oh fuck, I can’t take this. It’s too much, too good, too strong.
He thrusts into me hard, rocking my body back to impale my clenching pussy on every inch of him, all the way to the end.
His hands grip my hips tightly. His body slams against my ass. Over and over again he pounds into me, claiming my cunt, branding me from the inside out.
I sink face down in the covers, my whole body still convulsing with pleasure.
“I can’t…” I gasp, exhausted by the explosions ripping through me. “I can’t…”
“You can,” he growls.
He pulls out and flips me onto my back. I’m still lost in the velvet darkness, I can’t see a thing. I can only feel as he spreads my legs wide, pushing my knees up against my chest.
This time, he slides into me slowly, inch by devastating inch.
I moan at the friction, the sweet rub of pleasure.
Holy shit.
“You feel that, my sweet?” his voice is hoarse and ragged. He shifts his weight, covering me with his body, pressing me hard into the mattress. “Every inch, baby. I’m going to give you what you need. Feel how your pussy clenches around me. You want my cock so bad, you can’t let it go.”
He withdraws, and I whimper at the absence.
“Don’t worry, darling. I’m not going anywhere.” He grips my wrists, pinning them into the mattress, and thrusts again, deeper.
Holy shit. A guttural moan tears from my lips and I rise up to meet him. I didn’t know I could feel a man this deep.
“I’m going to stay right here, fucking you the way you need. The way this sweet cunt has never been fucked before.” His voice is deliberate. Controlled. Driving into me with every deep stroke. “I won’t stop, not for anything. Not even when you can’t take it anymore. Because that’s when you’ll feel me more than ever.” His lips brush against my ear and his words shudder through me, sending white hot heat through my veins.
“When you’re begging. When you’re drunk on my cock, wet and gasping. I’m going to ride you, darling, ride you till you break.”
He suddenly slams hard. I cry out, bucking eagerly against him, but then he slows again, back to those thick sliding strokes that make me crazy. He moves his mouth over my bare chest, nipping at my nipples in a sharp rush of pleasure.
“More,” I gasp, struggling against his punishing grip. But he’s too strong, his body is dominating me completely: pinning me down, plunging into me. I’m totally at the mercy of his hands and teeth and relentless driving cock.
And god, I love every second of it.
The thrusts grow faster. He’s getting close too, I can feel it. His magnificent body is tense, breath ragged. I clench tight around him, and he groans. “Oh god, you feel so good.”
“You promised,” I realize, through the desperate haze of need. “You promised I would see your face.“
His body stills. His reply sounds agonized. “Once you do, there’s no going back.”
“I’m ready.” Even with the hard, slow strokes of his cock driving me crazy, I still feel the momentous weight of this moment.
No more secrets. No more hiding.
Nothing between us anymore.
He suddenly releases my wrists, scooping my body against him and rolling us so that I’m straddling his lap.
He surges up inside me, hitting my G-spot just right.
“Oh God!” I cry, clutching his shoulders. “Right there. Don’t stop!”
He rocks into me again, his dick rubbing high against my walls, his hips grinding against my clit. I swear, I’m igniting, fire blazing through my body. Every nerve is wound tight, every muscle in my body strung out and desperate for release. I’m beyond control now, moaning with every stroke. I dig my nails into his back, bearing down on his thick, driving rod, bucking against him to feel the stardust of friction in my clit. Inside, outside, everywhere, I feel him. His breath, hot against my throat. His fingers digging into my hips. His hard body, slick with sweat as we rock, and thrust, and devour each other’s bodies.
I can’t take it anymore, I’m hurtling to the edge.
“Please,” I sob, desperate. “I need to know you. I need to see your face.”
The shudder of climax is already gripping me, the glitter cresting through my veins.
He thrusts up inside me and grips my body tight, grinding me down on his cock, over and over.
“Now!” I cry, losing all control. “Now!”
I feel the tug against my blindfold, and then the silk falls away. I open my eyes, dazed and reeling, and finally see the face of the man whose cock is embedded deep inside me, pushing me over the brink.
Oh my god!
It is him. Ashton.
It was him all along.
I’m already too far gone to do anything but open my mouth and scream as the first stunning wave of climax rips through me.
Ash. Oh my god. Oh!
“JJ,” he growls, surging up inside me. He grabs my face in both hands and claims my lips in a punishing kiss.
I shatter into a supernova of pleasure, coming and coming and coming as his tongue probes deep, and his cock pounds hard inside me, and his mouth demands everything I have to give.
I feel him come in a hot spurt, his body convulsing against me.
I don’t know how long we lay, spent and gasping in each other’s arms. The pleasure finally fades, and I lift myself up to look down at him.
I can’t believe it. Ash, my Ash, is the mystery man. The one who has charmed and commanded me, driven me past the point of pleasure and pain.
The only man I’ve ever wanted.
The only man to break my heart.
He opens his eyes, those blue sapphires piercing through me with an unanswered question.
“That was our first kiss,” he says quietly. He reaches to brush a lock of damp hair back from my face, his gaze still searching.
I turn away.
“Our first kiss. And our last.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
What happens next? All will be revealed in the next book in the series, The Release - Available now!
He promised me an adventure. I had no idea what lay in store. Now, I know his name, and everything has changed.
I want to trust him, but his secrets could ruin us both. I need to know what he’s hiding – before it’s too late.
I’ve already risked everything for his love. Now, I’m playing to win.
Are you ready?