Page 51 of Swerve (Boosted Hearts 1)

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Ruby

“Wake up, babe.”

Neco’s voice penetrated my sleepy brain, which half woke me. Then his body covered mine, arms curling around me, and he rolled to his back, taking me with him. I blinked my heavy eyes open and stared down at his chest, then lifted my head, shoving my hair out of my face, looking up at his.

His rough-skinned fingers slid down over my butt, down to my knees, making me shiver as he slid them apart, so I was straddling him.

“Morning,” he said in a husky voice as he tilted his hips, sliding the hard length of his cock through my already slick but highly sensitive flesh. He was already wearing a condom.

My lips parted on a moan, still trying to work the fuzz from my brain, while grinding back down on him, sensation winning out over full consciousness. “Morning,” I managed to say back as he slid his fingers lower, dipping between my thighs.

A rough sound vibrated through him. “Shit, Ruby, you’re already wet.”

“Mmm.” I ground down on his fingers, seeking more.

He took his hand away, and before I could protest, pushed his cock inside me with one deep thrust of his hips.

“Ahhh.” My forehead dropped to his chest, hands sliding up to circle his neck, hanging on as he held me down, thrusting up into me over and over.

“Come here,” he rasped. “I need that mouth, baby girl.”

I lifted my head, stretching up so I could kiss him. He kissed me back hungrily, still holding me immobile while he drilled into me. The angle was perfect, my clit getting the attention it needed. He thrust up harder and I gasped. God, he’d only been inside me a few seconds and I was close to flying already.

“Shit, I’m nearly there.” It started building, steady and strong and I pulled away from the kiss, nails digging into his shoulders, dragging down his chest, lips parting on a cry as it shot through me—a full body orgasm that had me trembling from head to toe, sucking on his skin, biting as my body jerked, fighting against his hold on me. Somehow, being held like that intensified everything.

“Fuck,” Neco muttered. “So fucking hot, sweetheart. Shit.”

Then he rolled me to my back, and holding himself above me, staring down, jaw tight, expression intense, and started fucking me again, deep and slow. Sweat coated his skin and his biceps were twitching.

I lifted my knees higher, reaching down to grab his ass. “I’m okay,” I said. “You won’t hurt me.”

His next thrust was harder. “You sure?”

“Oh God.” I whimpered. “Yes.” It should be impossible, but I felt another orgasm building. The angle he thrust into me hit deep, sliding across that spot that made me catch my breath on every pass. “I’m going to . . . Oh shit.” My head pressed back into the pillows and I quivered and groaned as it slid through me, my toes curling, hips lifting to meet his. Not as strong as the last, but still so damn good.

Neco started pounding into me harder, but still controlled, his big body shaking hard enough to make the bed quake beneath us. I forced my eyes open to watch him. His were on me, locked onto mine, expression fierce as he took me. And that’s exactly how I felt. Taken. It was hard to hold his gaze, the intensity was too much, almost frightening. I wasn’t scared of him, but something was different now, and I wasn’t sure what that meant for me . . . for us.

Then he slammed forward one last time and grunted, shaking and growling as he pulsed inside me, coming as hard as he’d made me. He dropped to his side, carefully dragging me in close. One of his hands slid over my chest, cupping my breast possessively.

“I could watch you come all fuckin’ day,” he said against my shoulder.

I had no idea why, maybe it was the light coming through the window, taking away the shadows, bringing in the harsh light of day, but suddenly I felt . . . self-conscious. Heat crawled up my neck and I cringed inwardly. This was Neco. My Neco, and he was naked beside me—I was naked beside him. He had just finished fucking me. We’d had sex. Twice. This was everything I’d wanted and now I had it, I felt . . . completely out of my depth.

“Why are you blushing?” he asked, a smirk curving his lips. “Don’t tell me you’re getting shy on me?”

I tugged the blankets up over my head, face getting hotter. “No?”

He chuckled low and rough, making my nipples tingle. The sheet was tugged away and he dragged me back up over him. “Look at me, Ruby.”

I kept my head against his chest. “I’m good like this.”

“Look at me,” he muttered again.

Goddammit. Woman the hell up. I forced myself to lift my head, my face still embarrassingly hot, which just made me more embarrassed. It was a vicious circle.

“What’s going on?” he asked. “You had no problem calling me in the middle of the night, causing me all kinds of trouble, and now you’re gonna get embarrassed because I watched you come? Which, by the way, is the hottest show on the face of the earth. I’m not lying when I say I could watch you scream for me all damn day and never get sick of it.”