From Ashes To Flames (A West Brothers Novel Book 1) by A. M. Hargrove

Author:A. M. Hargrove [Hargrove, A. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Marin

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Grey wasn’t joking. Not in the least. How did I ever think of him as a starchy old geezer? He made Damien look like a clumsy teenager when it came to sex. I probably came more in one night with Grey than I did in the two plus years I’d been with that loser.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you.”

“I will,” I panted out the words. This was what? Round three. Or was it four? How did he rebound so quickly? I was standing, bent over the bed, and he was banging me. I wasn’t even joking. Each time he plunged into me, the contact made a bam-bam-bam sound. Maybe I should call him Dr. Bang from now on.

“Can you rub yourself?” His husky voice came from over my shoulder and it sent my blood racing through my veins. Jesus, how could that be? I wanted him to devour me, to inhale me. His hand gripped my hip, fingers almost bruising, yet I wanted more.

My nails clawed the sheets. “I can’t. I … I’m …”

I should’ve known he’d handle it. His finger ended up between my legs, where it pressed and rubbed in a gentle motion. Not beat it to a pulp like dumbass Damien used to do. Shit. I needed to quit comparing the two because quite frankly, there simply was no comparison. My hips were repeatedly shoved into the mattress as he grunted and normally that wouldn’t have been my thing. But this man’s sexy sounds were beyond description. They had me grinding my ass back into him.

“Shit, Marin. Keep that up and it’ll be over before it ever started.”

He hiked one of my legs up and oh, my effing God, his cock slammed in deep and I gasped as it nearly collapsed me.

“How’s that?” he asked.

“G-good.”

“Only good?”

“P-perfect. D-don’t s-stop.”

He swiveled his hips and then thrust, swiveled, then thrust. Swivel thrust, swivel thrust. I was done.

“Ahhhh,” I cried as I came. This night would be the ruination of me. If he and I didn’t work out as a couple, I would have to join a nunnery.

Suddenly, he groaned and I felt him pulsing inside of me.

“God, I love that,” I said.

His cock throbbed and I clenched my inner muscles against it.

“Fuck, Marin. You’ll get me going again. And what is it you love?”

“The feel of you coming inside of me.”

“That’s good because we can make that happen a lot.” He pulled out and I whimpered.

“No,” I whined. “I like you in there.”

“You don’t exactly look comfortable.” I wasn’t, but it was a small price to pay for what he’d just given me. “Come on. Let’s clean up,” he said.

“Now you’re ready?” I joked.

“It is after midnight, you know.”

Crap. That meant only six hours of sleep unless Aaron slept later than usual.

“Maybe Aaron will sleep in,” he said, reading my mind.

“I was just thinking that. But you have to go to work.”

“I’m going to skip my workout. I think tonight sufficed.”

We walked into the shower and rinsed off.

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