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Dare to Love (Dare to Love #1) Page 16
Author: Carly Phillips

Ian caught the sheen in her eyes and stilled. “Shit.”

He started to pull out, and she clamped her body around his.

“Don’t,” she said, her eyes wide.

“I hurt you.” The last thing he’d wanted to do.

She shook her head. “It’s been awhile. I just need to breathe. And adjust. You’re big,” she said, turning away.

Ridiculous pride washed through him at her admission. He touched her cheek, turning her head back to him. “You should have told me.”

“Ruin the mood and send you running before we got to the good stuff?” she asked lightly.

“The other stuff wasn’t good?” he asked, holding himself stiff, waiting and watching her intently.

She rolled her eyes and laughed, a novel experience. A woman laughing while he was hard and thick inside her. Him wanting to smile too.

“No, Ian, it wasn’t good. It was spectacular,” she said on a little moan accompanied by a twist of her pelvis that pulled him deeper.

Still hot and moist, she was beyond ready for him, and he relaxed his arms and lowered his head, wrapping his mouth around one of her luscious ni**les and teasing her until she began to writhe and moan beneath him.

“Oh my God, I think I’m going to—” She cried out and rolled against him, her orgasm crashing over her from the suction of him suckling on her breast.

She was even more slippery now and completely ready, and he began a steady pumping of his hips, taking her hard and fast. She writhed against him, her climax seeming to never end, or maybe she’d just peaked again.

He only knew he’d never had this depth of want or need. He had to have her, take her, own all of her, and he did, with a hard thrust of his c**k in her warm flesh, pushing deeper each time he pulled out then slid back inside.

“Ian!”

The sound of his name inflamed his desire.

Need, want, and something very much like emotion overloaded inside him. He took her with deliberate near-punishing thrusts that she accepted and matched by arching her hips in time to his. It didn’t take long; he’d been close since watching her come so many times. His balls drew up tight, and the sudden explosion detonated inside him as he came harder than ever before. He continued to jerk against her until he had no energy left. No thoughts, nothing.

He collapsed on top of her, his body soaking in sweat, hers damp beneath him. Their ragged breathing was the only sound echoing in his ears when reality came back to him. He’d taken her like a man possessed, never stopping to ask if she was okay.

Cursing himself, he reached up and loosened the bindings, slowly lowering her arms and massaging her gently. “Okay?” he managed to ask.

“Mmm,” was her only reply.

He made sure she could easily lower her arms and was comfortable before wrapping himself around her and cocooning her in warmth. Not something he usually did, but then again, his typical woman knew he wasn’t spending the night in her apartment, and he’d never brought a woman here before.

Time passed, and she breathed easier in his embrace, where, he realized, he liked holding her. His heart beat harder inside his chest. It wasn’t good for him to want so much from someone not in his immediate family. He knew this. The outside world tended to disappoint. Hell, his own blood had let him down.

But he couldn’t help needing her beside him, at least for now, and that meant making sure that she didn’t wake up, remember that he’d tied her up and taken her hard, and get angry and upset. Better to know how she was feeling about things now.

“Riley?”

“Tired,” she murmured and snuggled closer, not farther away.

Her lush body pressed against him, making him hard all over again, so he counted down from one hundred, trying to sleep as she was obviously doing, breathing easily beside him.

Ian groaned, resigned to a long, sleepless night.

SIX

Sunlight woke Riley, the bright light on her face unusual when she normally pulled her shades shut before going to bed. She blinked, felt a hard body wrapped around her, realized she was nude, and last night came flooding back in stark, erotic detail. Her independent nature ought to be horrified at how Ian had dominated her, directed every movement up through when she could come, and yet the very thought had her sex pulsing with need.

Needing to see him, she rolled over and stared at his handsome face, so much more relaxed in sleep. She wondered what made him need to control every part of his life, including sex, as much as she wondered why she’d liked it so much. She wriggled backwards, and his hot, thick erection nudged her behind.

She held herself still and waited, but he didn’t seem to wake up. She grinned and decided that while he slept, she could do a little dominating of her own.

He seemed to be a heavy sleeper, and she took advantage, slowly pulling the covers off and scooting lower. She cupped her hand around his already-hard erection, marveling in the smooth feel of his thick length, pulsing in her palm. Though she ought to keep an eye on his face to see if he woke, she couldn’t tear her gaze from the sight of her small hand wrapped around him.

She slid her hand up to the head, down to the bottom, and up again, and was rewarded to see moisture seep from the top. She leaned down and licked him. His hips flexed, and she opened her mouth, enclosing him inside. She knew he was big from the soreness between her thighs this morning, and trying to take him completely was a challenge.

One she welcomed. She was nothing if not determined, and she moistened his length as best she could, licking him up and down then using her hand for better friction. She picked up a rhythm she liked, and apparently so did he because he let out a low, shuddering groan.

She peeked up at him without releasing him from her mouth. His head was propped on pillows, eyes dark and glittering as he watched her. She trembled at the sexy sight and bent back to her task, taking him as deeply as she could, twisting with her wrist, licking with her tongue, and deliberately teasing the round head.

He thrust upward, causing him to hit the back of her throat, and she gagged but managed to breathe through her nose and keep up with his sudden take-over. She shouldn’t be surprised, she thought, as he began to pump into her mouth with a steady rhythm.

Deep, sexy sounds came from him and sent her body into a full state of arousal.

Unable to take it, she slid her free hand down to her clit and stroked her wet flesh, needing more pressure than she was able to give herself if she wanted to come. And she did, badly.

So did he, his thrusting getting harder and faster, and she wanted his release to happen in her mouth, to know she could cause this tightly controlled man to unravel. Her finger worked her clit harder.

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