Her eyes rolled back in her head as he entered her, her back arching like a bow, her breasts offerings to the sky. A low, guttural moan escaped her throat, and he fought to keep from joining her.
To hell with it. He wasn’t going to hide the way she made him feel. As he sealed their union, the base of his c**k merging with the slippery-hot flesh of her lips, he groaned. “You’re incredible.” He nibbled the firm globe of her breast, flicking the tip of her n****e with his tongue. He pulled away, just enough so he could look in her eyes. “I’ve never felt this way with anyone before, Shayla.”
“Nor will you again.” Her eyes caught him, violet in the low light. She drew him down, kissed him fiercely, and then released him. “You are mine. I claim you, Mark Paxton. You are mine.”
“And you are mi
