“Come on, fuck me,” he said, his voice raw.
She responded by tilting her hips upward, trying to draw him deeper.
Again, his voice rasped against her ear. “That’s it. Come on. Take me.”
Lovemaking became a teasing battle between them as a tight ball of ecstasy hovered just out of her reach, drawn to a screaming fine point with each thrust of his hips. Rocking into her, he advanced and retreated with steady cadence. To Synna, it felt as if he could make love to her forever, as if the pleasure would hover on the peak for a dozen years and never let her go.
“Ian,” she rasped. “Please.”
“You like my cock deep inside you? Then tell me how you want it.”
“Harder. Harder!”
He drew back and jammed high right where she needed it, his thrusts unmerciful.
A moan of pleasure left her throat.
Her fingers dug into his ass as the heights came closer. Almost there. Almost.
Pleasure burst, hot and sweet, and so stunning she couldn’t breathe. A scream left her, a high-pitched ecstasy-filled groan.
He growled against her neck. “Yes!”
He pulled out of her. Before she could catch her breath, he lifted Synna’s legs up over his shoulders, tilting her hips high. Bending over her, he inserted his cock just inside her pussy lips and held.
His nostrils flared, his eyes wilder, glazed with deep passion. She saw something within him, primitive and private that she knew he’d never revealed to another woman. Fierce emotion melted her heart, a combination of sadness and stunning joy.
He shoved deep, and she gasped at the exquisite pressure of his cock against her walls. In this position, he drove all the way to her womb. Again, he thrust, the tempo stroking against that pleasure spot high inside until she could no longer take the pressure. Climax reached for her, and she writhed against his plunging hips, squirming as screaming pleasure surged, then pulsated with hard ripples. As he pounded her pussy, the motion fueled her orgasm until she moaned in tormented delight.
He plunged high into her and pressed deep, grinding his cock inside. She felt his cock pulse and throb as his entire body quaked. Warmth filled her inside as he jerked and his cock released its life-giving cum. A snarl left his throat, a shout of triumph.
His weight sank against her, then he quickly rolled with her in his arms. As their breaths rasped, she sank into heaven. Warm, hard and protective, he wrapped around her like a blanket. No storm could touch her, nor unwelcome thoughts. She pushed away reality, happy and content in having this time with him.
They’d rested quietly, not even speaking. A few minutes passed, and Ian started to caress her again.
As her palms moved over his torso, he gathered her against his chest, rolled onto his back, and took her with him. This time, though…he wanted something different. He hoped she’d want it, too.
She smiled, then kissed him. Happy with her assertiveness, he plunged his fingers into her hair and held her in place. Her tongue took his mouth, and he hummed in satisfaction. Her body quivered, and it made him feel powerful and needed. He’d never wanted a woman more than he did her, and it meant pleasing her in any way she asked.
Shit, I’d jump off a fuckin’ bridge for her.
Shaken to the core, he broke their kiss and looked deep into the guileless depths of her eyes.
Ian’s eyes looked incredibly dark, their message untamed. She loved what she saw there, even when she couldn’t be sure of everything she saw. He kissed her, his tongue plunging deep. He urged her into a duel and she took him up on the offer. She drew back from his kiss.
His cock was a hard blade against her leg, and she slid over his hips until the long, thick bar pressed against her clit. His fingers teased her labia, spreading her warmth. When his fingers, wet with her arousal, teased between her ass cheeks, she sucked in a surprised breath. He didn’t stop, brushing the sensitive area until her rich cream coated her anus. The insistent rubbing over rich nerves made her moan and squirm. Hot, forbidden, totally new needs assaulted her defenses.
Gently he wormed his middle finger into her anus, dipping and retreating with tentative movements that asked for permission. He kissed her again, and his tongue thrust into her mouth, mimicking sex without reservation. Then his finger penetrated deep. Startled by the pleasure, she moaned softly into his mouth.
He moved back from her kiss and searched her gaze. “All right?”
“Yes.”
He returned to kissing her, this time with gentle, searching forays. Her muscles clenched on his finger as delight tickled, itched, and demanded attention.
As his tongue pumped into her mouth, he drew his finger out, then pushed deep. Synna thought she’d go mad, the pleasure making her move her hips.
Keeping his mouth sealed to hers, he inserted two fingers into her tight opening, pushing gently. Then he worked them in and out with even, slow strokes.
He tore his mouth from hers and asked, “Do you want me here?”
Excitement rippled over skin in a long shiver at the thought. Yet she knew the answer. “Yes.”
“Then you have to be more ready for this. Do you have a vibrator? Some lube?”
Heat burned her cheeks. “Um…yes.”
A grin touched his lips. “Good. Because we’re going to put it up your pussy while I fuck your ass.”
His blunt statement caused a heat wave that reignited her sexual hunger. “Oh yes.”
He released her, and she told him where to find the vibrator and the lube. Nerves threatened to derail her sexual curiosity. She’d never ventured into anal sex before, though she’d fantasized. The two lovers she’d had never suggested it, and she’d been too shy at the time to ask.
With Ian, it was right, she’d waited for the man and the perfect time. She wanted this special brand of intimacy with a surprising strength.
When he returned with the large pink dildo, she inhaled deeply with excitement.
“Turn over,” he said. “We have to do this slowly. I don’t want to hurt you.”
His assurance eased remaining fears lingering inside her.
Gently he inserted the dildo into her pussy with a slow, steady thrust. As the dildo entered, she moaned softly.
The dildo felt tight and warm inside her, slicked by the lube. He turned the knob until a steady throbbing sent pulsating waves through her vaginal walls.
God, it felt so good, she wanted to move her hips until she found relief from the new ache. With deliberation, he inserted two lubed fingers into her anus, pushing straight and true up as high as they would go. He worked them steadily back and forth, until her hips moved with him. Her pussy hungered, clenching and releasing over the vibrating dildo. She ached for release and almost opened her mouth to beg. Her breathing went wild, ecstasy driving her to the edge.
“Come on,” he said. “Feel it. Feel my fingers moving in your ass. Feel the dildo throbbing in your pussy.”
Her breathing came faster and faster, heralding the hot, steady climb toward climax. Breath rasping, she reached for the heights and allowed a wave of heat to wash over her like a sea. Yes, it was building. Heightening. Almost there. Oh yes. There.
There.
Her body shook, her head going back on a long, high shriek as her pussy muscles clenched, then ruptured with sweet, unbearable pulses. Her breath came out in sobs as her head hung down.
“Are you ready?” he asked gently.
She nodded, wanting him inside with a powerful craving.
The dildo still pulsed. A moment later, the broad tip of his cock replaced his fingers, and with a gentle push, his cock eased through the tight opening and inside. She gasped at the slight pinch.
Holy God, he was inside her. She’d imagined more than once what it would feel like to have man’s cock in her ass. She’d never known how good it could feel.
He held back. “All right? Want more?”
Guttural words slipped from her throat. “Ian. God, that feels so good.”
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nbsp; His hands spread her butt cheeks as he withdrew, then pushed with gentle insistence until he slipped into her a short way. He withdrew and she whimpered. He spread her butt cheeks even wider, then probed her ass again with his cock. With steady, rhythmic thrusts, he pushed in and out, an inch inside at the most. The throbbing in her pussy had grown to staggering need. Filled fore and aft, her longing grew hotter and higher.
Her whimper must have given him a clue how desperate she’d become. He dipped again, harder this time. “Come on. You want this cock up your ass. I know you do.”
His words, nasty and exciting, fired her libido until she felt an orgasm hovering just out of reach.
He continued each extremely gentle plunge working deeper until she realized most of his cock possessed her ass. He initiated a steady thrust and retreat, never fucking too hard. Within seconds, the climax threatening to explode reached a height she couldn’t contain. Her pussy rippled, clenching hard on the dildo while her anus tightened over his cock. A whimpering left her throat, then she moaned hard and long as climax shuddered through her being with an upwelling of hot bursts.
With a loud groan his completion erupted.
Panting, his body quivering in completion, he kissed her on the neck. He pulled out of her slowly, and she moaned as he left her body and removed the dildo.
“You okay?” he asked as he left the bed.
She smiled and turned over on her back. “I’m better than okay.”
He left for the bathroom, then she took her turn washing up. She came back to his arms with a smile.
The night turned into fire, a blazing glory filled with desires and long-hidden revelations of body and soul. They explored things she never expected and anal sex with him she would do again.
“You’ve been wonderful,” she said as he nestled her closer in his arms.
“So have you.” His breath brushed her brow, and his arms tightened around her. “And I don’t plan on letting you go for the rest of the night.”
She couldn’t find the right words, and tears surfaced.
He palmed her back, his warm, callused fingers and broad palm sliding with sensual awareness down to her ass.
He cupped her and held there. “Yes?”
She took a chance, wondering if she’d lost her mind. She moved out of his arms long enough to prop up on her forearm and look into his face. The single dim light threw a shaded glow over the strong planes of his cheekbones and the granite solidity of his jaw. A few days ago, she’d known him by name and sight, but understood little about him as a man. Tonight she knew a portion of his heart, and the sensuality, the sheer giving inside him melted her resistance.
Even the thought that she could become pregnant couldn’t cool the way she felt about him.
Damn it, she was already more than half in love with him.
* * * * *
“Synna?” He smiled gently, waiting for her reply.
“I’m sorry, but I was just thinking.”
A humorous tilt to his lips warned her that he wouldn’t let her get away with that. “Sounds serious. Better not do too much or you’ll get a headache.”
She laughed. “For the head of a major intelligence agency, you have one hell of a sense of humor.”
“Thank you. I’ll take that as a compliment.” He reached up and brushed hair away from her face. It flopped back into her eye. “Damn that didn’t do much good.”
“That’s okay. Gives you an excuse to do it again.”
A broad heart-gripping smile curved his mouth and her body melted in response. No man had a right to be so good-looking and so nice.
“I was going to say, I feel very safe and cared for with you. Now I’m afraid you’re going to tell me not to get too comfortable.”
Once more, he brushed the hair from her eyes. “You’re worried that I’m in this for the sex and saving your life, then I’m going to say ‘thanks for the good time, baby, but I’ve gotta go’?”
She nodded. “This all happened so fast. We barely know each other. I don’t want you to think I’m a clinging vine. I-I’m not… My other relationships with men have been…” His gaze held understanding, so she plunged onward. “With two relationships in the past, I became too serious too quick.”
“You fell fast.”
“Yes.”
“And they didn’t feel the same.”
“They acted like they did, for as long as it took to get the sex. Then they weren’t interested anymore. I should have taken longer to know them. Maybe then I would have seen them for what they were.”
Dark concentration filled the depths in his eyes. Seriousness drew his lips into a frown. “That they didn’t know their heads from their asses. When I sleep with a woman it isn’t a slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am situation.”
He didn’t sound insulted, but she worried a little. She cupped his jaw and savored the prickly, masculine evidence of his growing beard. “Then you’re unusual. A lot of men can have casual sex without emotional attachment.” She shrugged. “But I’m not saying anything new here.”
A muscle jumped in his jaw and for a gut-wrenching second her old fears assaulted her. He would leave. He would walk out of her life and this would be it. All she would have would be memories.
Ian pushed his fingers through her hair, his touch exquisitely gentle. “I haven’t had a ton of those meaningless sexual relationships you’re talking about.”
“Women must be coming on to you all the time.”
“Why do you think that?”
“Because you’re…” She worked to get the words passed her tight throat. “You’re sexy as hell. You can’t tell me women weren’t turned on knowing you had a dangerous occupation in the military.”
He nodded. “Alpha Unit had groupies.”
“I thought so.”
To her surprise, amusement brightened his eyes. “So it follows if there were groupies, that I took advantage of it?”
“Well…”
“Well nothing. Yeah, there were some attractive women and some wanted to go to bed with me. But I only took one of them up on it.”
She sat up, her legs to the side, looking down on him.
He shifted until he also sat up and piled pillows behind his back. “About ten years ago, I fell in love with Maggie. She was an administrator at the Army post where I worked. And she wasn’t a groupie. Her brother worked with me in Alpha Unit. She and I became intimate and things became thick and heavy fast. I thought I’d never love anyone but her ever again.” His voice turned huskier, rough with emotion. He crossed his arms and the muscles bulged in his biceps. “One night I told her I loved her. I confessed something I’d never felt for a woman before, and she bolted away from me. Maggie said she couldn’t get that serious about a man who put his life on the line so often.”
Sharp recognition hit Synna. She understood him in that moment better than she’d understood anyone.
“She dumped you? You?”
A grin almost formed on his mouth, but then it failed. “Why is that a surprise?”
“Because you’re gorgeous. You’re intelligent, witty, gentle and a fantastic lover.”
Her face heated as she realized everything she’d admitted.
A real smile crinkled around his eyes. “Thank you. You’re doing my ego a lot of good here, you know?”
“You’re also modest. How could a woman resist that?” she said a little sarcastically.
He wiggled his eyebrows, moved his arms to show off his biceps, and puffed out his already magnificent chest. “Any more compliments and my head might explode.”
She wrinkled her nose. “I’m telling the truth. Any woman who doesn’t think you’re attractive is nuts.”
With a low growl, he gathered her into his arms and pulled her down to him for a long, slow kiss. His lips devoured, his tongue staking a claim.
When he lifted his head, his gaze held curiosity, along with the beginnings of a new fire. “Do you trust my professional competence and that I know what I’m doin
g when it comes to SIA?”
The words came with full conviction and honesty straight from her heart. “I do.”
“Then trust me with this night. I don’t do one-night stands, and I don’t play with a woman’s heart. When I make love, I mean it.”
Make love.
She knew a man rarely used those words over the more gritty descriptors unless they felt an emotional connection with a woman. A quiet stillness enveloped their cocoon. She wanted the happiness she felt and the caring she saw in his eyes to last forever.
“I should be able to take the moment and go with it, but it feels weighty,” she said.
He nodded. “I want you safe. Making love to you to keep you safe is a sweet bonus. But if that wasn’t the way to keep you alive and well, I’d still do whatever it took, Synna. We haven’t known each other long, but it’s how I feel about you.”
He tilted her jaw up and pressed tender kisses to her neck. She closed her eyes, contentment flowing into her veins. A man had never been this honest with her in bed, and she wanted to believe his truthfulness one hundred percent.
His cock hardened against her leg, a bold, hot intruder. Pleasure coiled tight in her lower belly. She imagined the heat as he slid deep inside and started to thrust. A growing urge built, trembled, and dared her to reach for what she wanted now.
His hand slid down her hip, then his fingers searched between her legs. “Damn, you’re hot and wet.”
Husky and taut with tension, his words fired her libido. She arched her hips. Three of his fingers wedged deep, and she moaned. Each movement as he thrust his fingers deeper made her writhe in excitement.
A soft groan issued from his lips. One hard thigh parted her legs, then he lowered his hips between her thighs. She gasped as his hips plunged, forcing his cock through tight folds. She parted to welcome him, her flesh yearning for new rhythm, for the cadence that would bring them together in ecstatic dance.
Ian looked down on her flushed face, her half-open eyes, her parted, lush lips. Satisfaction pierced him. She wanted this joining, and it filled him with happiness and lust so powerful he thought he might explode with the first thrust. Nothing mattered but taking this woman, making her his until she never wanted another man inside her. He’d imprint his taste upon Synna, take her hard and fast and bring her to orgasm after orgasm. Plunging his naked cock into the heat between her thighs rocked his world. He’d never had unprotected sex before, but with her it felt sweet, hot, and mind-bending. He wanted it, craved it, must have it with her again and again.
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