Page 128 of Tempting Miles
“Just admit you can’t wait to be inside me.”
A rough sound leaves his throat, and his hands land on my hips, guiding my movements instead of stopping them.
“Yes, sugar,” he says darkly. “I can’t wait to feel that greedy pussy squeezing me again.”
Heat rushes through my body. I quickly pull my shirt over my head while Miles watches me like he’s starving.
“I’ve missed these,” he murmurs as his hands slide up my waist to my chest.
He hooks his fingers into the cups of my bra and slowly pulls them down, exposing my sensitive nipples to the cool air.
A shiver rolls through me, and I cover my chest as his gaze darkens even more.
“Miles,” I whisper breathlessly. “I’m a greedy hoe for you. Can you please fuck me now?”
I start pulling his sweats down his hips.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says, his voice rough with want. “Whenever you want.”
In one quick movement, he flips us over until I’m beneath him.
I yelp, excited at the change of pace.
He shoves down his boxers just enough to free himself, and my mouth nearly waters at the sight of him hard and ready for me.
I make quick work of removing my shorts and panties.
Then his expression changes.
“I need to warn you,” Miles says as he lines himself up to my entrance. “I’m not going to be gentle. I’m not going to take my time.” His forehead presses against mine. “I want toclaim you, brand you. Sear into your heart and soul that you belong with me.”
Heat races through me.
“With me,” he growls. “Not with a richie rich asshole. Only me.”
My hands slide into his hair. “With you,” I whisper before pulling his mouth down to mine, fusing our lips.
He thrusts into me in one deep stroke.
“Fuck, Penny,” he groans against my lips. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
Then he starts moving in earnest.
It’s hard. Deep. Relentless. Exactly what my body has been craving.
I cling to his shoulder, loving the feeling of him ramming into me.
“You like that?” he asks roughly between thrusts. “You like when I fuck you hard, boss?”
I can barely form coherent thoughts, let alone words, so I nod instead.
“That’s my girl.”
The praise alone nearly makes me come apart.
“Tell me who fucks you like you deserve to be fucked?” he demands softly.
“You.”
