want to be right where I am.”
Their bodies were relaxed and seemed to have melted together. To Ellie, it was a heavenly feeling. Fury touched her, his hands caressing her where he could reach. Ellie made soft little sounds of pleasure. His palms felt amazing on her skin. Fury gently eased his cock out of her after the pressure from the swelling created by his release eased.
“How flexible are you?”
Ellie shrugged. “I don’t know.”
Fury stood. Ellie shifted around to get to her feet but Fury suddenly bent to scoop her into his arms. He smiled as he rounded the bed to gently lay her head on his pillow at the top of the bed and adjusted her comfortably until she was stretched out on her back.
“You’re going to break something if you keep carrying me around,” Ellie teased. “I could have just crawled up here if you’d just told me this is where you wanted me.”
“You aren’t heavy enough to hurt me. I’m a hell of a lot stronger than you. I could carry you around for hours and not break a sweat.”
He gripped her calf and lifted her leg upward. Ellie watched silently as Fury climbed onto the bed with her, pushed her leg to bend it, and settled his hips into the cradle of her thighs. Ellie reached up to touch his chest, letting her fingertips explore every ridge of muscle there, finding a lot of them on his very fit body. Her gaze roamed his shoulders, enjoying looking at him. He was beautiful. Her fingertips brushed his nipples and he inhaled sharply as they instantly responded and beaded. Ellie sat up until her mouth closed over one of his taut nubs.
Her tongue traced a circle around the hardened bud and his body tensed above hers. Fury groaned. Ellie smiled around his skin and then sucked his nipple into her mouth. Her teeth lightly nipped the tip. Fury’s body jerked and he growled. His cock instantly responded against the cradle of her lap, growing hard against her, trapped between their bodies. She hadn’t expected him to recover from sex so soon. Most men needed time to recuperate.
Ellie released his nipple and let her hands surf over his ribs to his back. Her nails raked his skin lightly from his shoulder blades down his spine. Fury arched against her chest, reminding her of a really big kitten. She smiled and licked the skin between his nipples. She wished she had honey. She would love to drip it onto his skin and lick it off. Her fingernails traced up and down his back from his shoulders to the curve of his sculptured ass again, loving the way he arched and quivered.
“You are sweating.”
Fury smiled. “I said you weren’t heavy enough to make me break a sweat but you are definitely hot enough to make me sweat with need.”
She laughed. “I see.”
Fury’s mouth lowered and Ellie lifted hers to meet his. Ellie loved the way he kissed her. There was nothing tentative about him. He dominated her mouth, his full lips strong and sure. His tongue teased, exploring her mouth with licks and thrusts, a silent promise of what his body would do to her. She was barely aware of his sharp teeth when the side of her tongue rasped against them. She moaned into his mouth, arching her body against his, wanting him. Her body burned for him to make love to her again.
Fury’s hand slid around her thigh. He gripped her behind the knee and shoved her leg higher to wrap around his waist while he came down on top of her, pressing her flat onto the mattress. Ellie tried to break from the kiss but Fury’s other hand cupped her cheek and under her chin to hold her still. He kept kissing her, refusing to stop, and groaned into her mouth as he shifted his hips. His cock stretched her vaginal walls as he slid into her slowly, fully, to bury his sex deep inside hers. Ellie moaned against his tongue.
Fury finally broke the kiss. He opened his eyes and Ellie stared into them. “Don’t look away from me, sweetness. Your eyes are the most amazing thing to me and watching how you respond when I touch you is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Ellie wanted to cry at hearing such wonderful, touching words. No man had ever spoken such remarkable things to her as he did. He really meant it. She believed that with her whole heart.
“That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
Their gazes held while Fury stared to move inside her. She clutched his shoulders, clung to him as he thrust inside her body slowly, deeply, creating ecstasy with every movement. She had the urge to throw her head back and her eyes nearly closed from the pleasure. Fury’s hand cupping her face tensed, holding her in place.
“Keep looking at me,” he ordered. “I want to see your eyes when you come.”
Ellie stopped thinking, only able to feel and do as he commanded. It became near torture as Fury slowly thrust in and out of her. The feeling intensifying but she wanted him to move faster. Her eyes nearly closed again but Fury growled as his hips plowed into hers hard.
“Look at me.”
“Faster,” she begged. “I can’t take this. It feels too good. I ache. I need…”
Fury thrust into her faster, kept eye contact with her the entire time, and Ellie clutched him tighter as he pounded into her. She tensed, feeling something akin to pain slide through her abdomen before rapture exploded when the climax struck. She never looked away from his gorgeous eyes.
She watched his eyes narrow and then his face twisted into savage satisfaction. The brown of his eyes seemed to turn black as his mouth opened to growl her name. She could feel his cock swell inside her as heated semen poured into her from his release. Fury smiled.
“Tell me that didn’t feel better.”
She realized her fingernails had dug into his shoulders. Horrified, she released him. There were indents where her nails had been and blood welled inside the tiny marks the second her fingernails were gone.
“I’m so sorry!”
Fury laughed. He twisted his head to glance at the damage to one shoulder. His gaze met hers. “I’m glad.”
