Of joining with him, of connecting with someone immune to her voice. His cock hardened inside her and he balanced himself on his knees, readying to start round two. “So soon?” she whispered, unsure if she was shocked or aroused by his stamina. His gaze flew to hers and a smile adorned his lips. “Do you need a break?” Of course not. Did he? “How about—” He pulled out, hovered on the edge. The head of his cock pressed on her clit, making her forget her question. “You’re so fucking good that I’m unable to prevent my hunger.” He slid an inch into her and she wanted more. “Then don’t.” “For once I want to give you pleasure.” He grimaced and the dark glint in his eyes cleared. “Not take like a ruthless beast.” His concern warmed her heart. “You aren’t.” She gasped when he slid another inch into her, and her fingers curled on his shoulders. “You’re giving me so much pleasure that I’m unable to hold on to a sane thought.” “That’s something I’d love to explore more.
