Page 70 of Queen of Misfortune (Shadows of Redemption)
“I thought I did.”
I take her lip between my teeth and suck. “Ask me to fuck you.”
She looks adorably shy. “Donovan?”
“Yes,Tesoro.”
“Will you…” She looks away.
“Fuck.”
“Fuck me?”
“Your wish is my command.” I take my time exploring her body and what makes her sigh, what makes her moan until she’s writhing.
“Donovan… please.”
I grab the condom, ripping it open and sheathing my cock. I reach for her, tugging her over top of me. “You’re in control, Lucy.”
Her expression is confused, uncertain.
“Just straddle me and take as much as you want, at whatever pace you need.” I can’t believe I’ve just done that. My dick twitches in revolt. He needs a hard, fast fuck.
She maneuvers her body over my cock, rubbing her pussy over it. We both moan. I grip her hips to steady her as she slowly takes me in. It’s fucking torture how long it takes her. A centimeter here, millimeter there. But then finally, I’m seeped so deep inside her I think I might be a part of her.
“What do I do?” Her hands rest on my chest.
I take one and kiss her palm. “Whatever makes you feel good.”
She rocks, and we both hiss as pleasure spikes. She does it again, and again, and soon, she’s adding upward and downward motion, and it feels fucking fantastic.
“Oh, God…” She’s now riding me, lost in sensation. To watch it is like witnessing art in motion.
My dick is screaming for release, but I keep my focus on her. Only her.
“Donovan.”
“Yes, baby,” I say through clenched teeth.
“I feel… Oh, God…”
“Come, baby. Let go and come on my cock.”
A low, guttural sound emits from her, growing until she’s crying out and her pussy is so tight around my cock that I see stars.
“Fuck!” I buck underneath her as a tsunami of intense pleasure rocks through my body. I feel it all the way to the cellular level.
She collapses on me, and I bind my arm around her in a symbolic gesture of possession. Perhaps she won’t be with me in the future, but right now, she’s mine.
Exhaustion overtakes us, and we sleep. When I wake, she’s curled up beside me, and I’m overtaken by a wave of emotion filled with aching longing. It’s clear that I’m going to be fucked up by this whole experience when it’s all said and done. It’s a lesson in how dangerous it is to let emotions in. Once Lucy is gone, you can bet I won’t fall for anyone ever again. It’s too distracting. Too painful. The good news is that it seems unlikely I’ll ever meet anyone who makes me feel like Lucy does, so I won’t have to worry about experiencing heartache again.
She stirs and stretches, then looks up at me. “I fell asleep.”
“I hope it’s not a sign that I’m boring.” My fingers trace along her arm. I can’t seem to stop touching her.
Her lips twitch up. “You’re many things, Donovan, but boring isn’t one of them.”
My stomach growls. “I’m hungry. How about we get room service?”