Free Magnificent Ruin (Everlasting Series Book 2) by Alison Foster

he says.
    “What’s wrong with that?” I say, licking my lips.
    “What’s wrong is that I want to slide my cock inside you and fuck you senseless.”
    “That sounds good,” I say, staring into his eyes fearlessly, “but…”
    “But what?”
    “I’m not going to have sex with you without protection.”
    “Right,” he says, leaning over to grab his pants lying on the wet sand. Fast as lightning he pulls a condom out of his pocket.
    A short laughter escapes my lips. “Of course you’d carry a condom, just in case, right?”
    “The man who is ill prepared doesn’t go far,” he says pompously, cupping a breast and biting my neck playfully.
    “Let me do this for you,” I say, taking the condom from his hands and ripping it open.
    “This turned out better than I thought it would,” he says, lowering his head to kiss my nipples, one after the other.
    “Did you know I wanted this?” I whisper, breathless, as I fit the condom around his impressive manhood.
    “Taylor, you must think me an amateur,” he says, right before he bites gently on my nipple.
    I’m not sure I should ask him this, but I do anyway. “Did you want me, too?”
    He doesn’t hesitate for a second. “From the first moment. You are beautiful, intuitive, audacious and shy. Loyal, truthful, sexy. Did I say beautiful? You’re all I could ever want in a woman, Taylor.”
    His voice loses conviction as he takes his cock in his hand and pumps it a few times. My heart beats faster now as I take in his words. Why did we wait so long for this?
    He sits me on his lap again and drives his glorious erection inside me, watching my face like a hawk, registering every expression he sees there as he fills me up completely.
    Tomas pushes me down onto my back and I wrap my legs around him. He buries himself inside of me as deep as he can, stretching me beyond capacity.
    He moves slowly, in and out, giving me time to adjust to his size and ferocity. He thrusts his tongue in my mouth, as he pulls out a bit more and pushes back inside with more force. I don’t think I can even breathe anymore. What he does to my ecstatic body is beyond the realm of fantasy.
    “You are an angel walking on Earth,” he says with a raspy voice. “But you have the cunt of a fuck goddess. Tight, wet and willing. Your walls want to squeeze the life out of my cock.”
    His excitement is contagious making me needier by the second. My entire body starts throbbing as he keeps thrusting in and out of me in perfect rhythm, creating a greedy desire in me.
    I grab his firm ass with both hands to join him in his increasing pace as my pleasure starts building up again between my legs.
    “Oh, God,” I say, barely able to articulate even a three-letter word as he slams into me harder and faster, taking possession of my body and soul.
    “It’s just me, baby,” he says. “Tomas, remember?”
    Oh, that arrogant son of a bitch. I could smack him except my knees begin to shake while strange sounds escape my lips – low, guttural, incoherent sounds of an oncoming explosion.
    My body plays along the melody he’s humming like a well-tuned violin. I dig my nails into his back, wanting to feel him closer, lose myself in him completely.
    “Let go, baby,” he says, sensing my desperation, pulling out and thrusting again and again, picking up speed, pounding into me mercilessly.
    But he doesn’t have to urge me on with words. His body is doing everything just right. I gasp as I come all over his glorious cock, riding a huge wave of orgasm that leaves me trembling and panting like a mad woman.
    Almost simultaneously he starts riding his own wave of pleasure, moaning out my name again and again as his body shudders with the release of his hot load deep inside of me.
    He falls on top of me, resting his forehead against mine with a wide smile on his face. Seeing him happy like that makes me happy. It hits me suddenly that Tomas has never been happy. I don’t know how I know it but I do. Maybe