Free Awakened Desires by Rissa Blakeley Page A

me into herself over and over again. Her groan was earth-shatteringly delicious. I grabbed her hips and made her stop for a moment. My breathing was off the charts. I didn’t want to come too early. I wanted—check that—I needed her good and fucked…and tired.
    “I need a sec, love.”
    “Am I driving you insane?” She turned back and looked at me struggling.
    “God, yes.” I pushed her forward and popped out. I took a momentary breather and stood up to grab a bottle of water. I shook off some of the erotic feelings and physical sensations.
    “Noooo…come back. I need you in me.” She begged me from a kneeling position on the edge of the bed.
    “Oh, you will get me in you.” I set down the water and stormed up to the edge of the bed with my rock hard J.T. leading the way. She got on all fours, and I pushed the small of her back down, which popped her fit fanny up high, spreading her hips wide. “Bloody hell. Look at you.” She twisted her head around as I admired her in all of her glory.
    “Hurry, baby,” she moaned. “I need to come.”
    No problem. I grabbed her hips and slammed into her. She cried out in pleasure as I pumped into her hard. So hard, I chased her up the bed with each thrust, pushing her up against the headboard. She pressed her palms against it as I fucked her. The strangled moans that were escaping her throat said it all. She was about there and loving every second of it.
    “Come on, Vanessa. Give it up for me!” I was shattering myself. I needed that bird to come because I wasn’t sure how long I could keep the pace up. My joints and muscles were screaming at me. My spine was on fire and my head was throbbing more than J.T.
    “More! Give me more!” I laid across her back and just beat the hell out of her with my hips. I growled as she clenched down on me. Finally, her body trembled and shook from top to bottom. She was near there.
    I lost it. “Fuuuuuck…” I had no intentions of shattering like that before her, but she felt so goddamn amazing. My seed punched out of me as I pulled out, jetting all over her fit arse.
    She was so fucking hot.
    I jammed my fist into her and she screamed. I massaged her spot and, finally, she exploded. Thank God , I thought. I couldn’t take it anymore. I never thought a woman could beat me at my own game. My joints and muscles were beyond hostile at that point. As Vanessa collapsed onto the bed, I grabbed a towel and cleaned her up. She groaned as she rolled over.
    After a few minutes of heavy silence, she asked, “I’m so sleepy. Is it okay if I sleep off some of this booze before I catch a cab?”
    “Of course. Maybe when you wake, we can go at it again.” I hoped not. She was stellar, but I needed to push her out the door. Look at what two dips did with twenty-something.
    “Hmmmmmm…that sounds like a plan. You were unreal…” Her voice faded as she spoke.
    I waited for another half-hour and was sure she was out like a light. Her body was like a wet noodle, which was exactly what I was looking for.
    Pulling out a fresh needle and a few vials, I hooked her up. I had mastered my technique years ago, so she didn’t move an inch. After drawing three large vials and tipped them back, I hid the supplies and laid back down next to her.
    The high slammed through my body. I relaxed as my joints and muscles freed up. My brain stopped the vexatious buzzing, and I felt like I could sink right through the bed. Pretty fucking trippy. I groaned with satisfaction. Finally, my night was set. Things were going so well, I could dance a jig, but I don’t do the whole dance thing.
    I must have nodded off because I was jarred awake. Vanessa was lying across my body, running her fingers over the taser scars on my chest where Kellan or Drew would rip the probes out. “What are these from?” she asked softly.
    I rubbed my face with my free hand, my beard growth scratching at my palm. When I looked down, I grumbled, “I’d rather not talk about