“Myles,” Roxxy moaned, leaning her full weight on him.
Her hair was entwined around his fingers. He used it as an anchor to hold her in place.
“I like the sound of my name on your lips,” he muttered. He slid his free hand along her abdomen, and it disappeared underneath her panties. “Tell me what you want.”
He parted her folds and was met with the evidence of her arousal. Her gasps grew louder while he gently rubbed his finger across her swollen nub.
He grew harder, imagining her slick sheath enclosing his cock.
He needed to be inside her.
Now.
Roxxy couldn’t breathe.
She couldn’t move.
Myles’s fingers were driving her toward that sweet spot of oblivion.
Her body was frozen in place while Myles took control of her. His fingers strummed her.
“I’m waiting,” he rasped in her ear.
She turned around in his arms and stared up at him. His dark-eyed gaze traveled the length of her, and the pleased expression on his face made her feel like a sexy siren.
It made her feel as if she were the only girl in the world.
“You,” she whispered.
He leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to her lips. Roxxy began undoing the buttons of his shirt. Their mouths molded together. His tongue slid inside her mouth, dominating the kiss.
Their movements grew frantic as they discarded his clothes until he was left in just his boxer briefs.
She had been dying to see him in all his glory, and her breath escaped her. “Jesus.”
The hard planes of his chest were well defined. His dark skin was smooth and looked as if an artist had painted every ridge and muscle. Her gaze dropped down to the large bulge hidden beneath the black cotton material covering him.
She swallowed hard.
Oh my.
“Take your panties off, Roxxy.”
Her eyes flew back up to his. The heat of his stare alone had her reaching for the material hugging her hips.
“Take your boxers off.” She raised an eyebrow. If she had to reveal her full self to him, he needed to do the same in return.
He barked a laugh. “Very well.”
She couldn’t take her eyes off him if she tried. He stripped the offending item off. His long length sprang free, and her knees grew weak.
She licked her lips.
Wow.
Everything about Myles Burton was large.
An ache began in deep in her core.
A growl ripped through the air. “Come here.”
He snatched her close, pressing her body against his while he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his in a hard, brutal kiss.
They fell back onto the bed.
Her legs automatically parted, allowing him to settle between the valley of her thighs.
Roxxy ran her hand over Myles’s bald head. She was fascinated by it.
Myles smoothed his hands on her body and shifted lower, breaking their kiss. She gasped at the feel of him taking her breast inside his hot mouth. His fingers trailed her thighs before connecting with her clit again.
Her body arched off the bed.
He nipped her bud with his teeth, and a cry erupted from her lips.
“Myles,” she whimpered, unable to complete a sentence in her current state. Her legs widened for him. She felt wanton and abandoned all her inhibitions and opened herself for him.
