Free Soul Of A Woman (The Dark Souls) by Jamie Begley Page B

clit harder, giving her the friction she needed to throw her over the cliff of her climax as he lunged forward into her ass.
    As her scream filled the room, Rhys gave her another hard tug at her nipple, and this time, she tensed, throwing her ass backwards at the same time he moved forward. He felt her shudder as she came, her knees starting to buckle.
    “No, you don’t . You’re going to give me more until I’m done with this ass.” His hand ran over one of the creamy globes before raising it and giving her plump behind a hard smack. The sight of his handprint nearly had him coming.
    Rhys pulled her back onto her knees and shoved his cock inside her in hard er thrusts. His hand buried itself in the length of her black hair, his mouth going to her shoulder where his teeth bit down, returning the bite she had given him earlier. The come boiled up his length, swelling inside him. When he came, he didn’t lessen the strength of his thrusts until he felt himself softening inside of her, the lust finally assuaged.
    Barely managing to pull out of her tight hole , Rhys fell back on the bed, drenched in sweat. Broni came to his side, laying her head on his stomach and a gentle hand on his thigh.
    Rhys had experienced several types of sex throughout his life , but he had to admit the sex he had just shared with Broni had been the best.
    His arm lifted , covering his eyes. “I have to say, if this is what you’re capable of, then I got a bargain when I bought you.”
    “You should know better than insulting a woman when you’re still wet from her and she has her hand on you.” Rhys stifled a groan of pain as her sharp, little nails dug into the sensitive flesh on the inside of his thigh, making Rhys realize he had not been thinking smart to insult her until he was out of harm’s way.
    “ I didn’t have sex with you because you bought me, I had sex with you because I wanted to fuck you. You never could see what wasn’t laid out for you in black and white, counselor.” Her hands were now stroking his flesh, gentle as a whisper. “Could it be I just saw a good looking man and wondered if he fucked as good as he looked? That I lost myself in the sensation of his body?” All warm and soft now, her lips brushed softly against his chest as she leaned over him. Her silken hair fell forward, adding to the sensations coursing through him.
    “How did you know I was a lawyer? How did you know about the others?”
    She stopped rubbing his body , which had been his goal. He wanted no softness from her unless he was fucking her.
    Sighing , she raised herself away from him. “I guess play time’s over?” Broni stretched, rising from the bed. “Did I get too close, Rhys? Would you like me to stay naked? I have no objections; I just want to please you.”
    His traitorous cock twi tched at her words.
    “Stay naked . I enjoy looking at your tits,” he said crudely, trying to make her angry.
    It didn’t work . She just gave him a patient smile then unselfconsciously left the room to go into the bathroom.
    Rhys sat up in the bed and leaned back against the headboard. His hand ran through his long, dark-blond hair. Rhys blamed his loss of control on her willingness to give in to his demands. I’ll get rid of her as soon as I get tired of her , he told himself. She had provided him with what he needed to keep his memories at bay. When she failed to do that any more, he would cut her loose.
    He buried his hand in his hair, banging his head against the headboard, agony hitting him at betraying Deena. He had experienced with this woman in a few hours what he had never done with Deena after years of marriage.
    Not long after his thoughts began to run haywire, h e felt the bed sink beside him as Broni sat down next to him.
    “Do you have a brush I can borrow ? I’m tired of yanking my hair out with your comb.” When he pointed to the nightstand next to the bed, Broni opened the drawer, picking up the brush. She saw the picture inside