control himself and the roughness was turning her on just as much as the gentleness.
He grabbed her legs, spreading them wide.
"You ready?" he asked, chest heaving.
She was beyond ready.
"Yes," she moaned. "Hurry."
He eased inside of her and her head fell back against the bed. He pulled back, then slid in again, a few more inches going in.
She arched her back beneath him and heard the air hissing between his teeth. His hips rolled into hers, and it was heaven. His head dipped, and his tongue swiped her hard nipple before pulling it into his mouth causing her to cry out.
She grabbed the back of his head, keeping his mouth on her breast with one hand, the other one going on top of his hand that was palming the other breast.
He continued feasting on one breast, massaging the other and she knew she was on the brink. His hand slid down her body, and his thumb pressed on her clit.
Her eyes rolled back and her head thrashed from side to side.
The sensations were overwhelming.
"Don't tense up now, baby," he demanded. "Let it all go. Come with me."
His pumps sped up and he continued teasing her nub.
He gripped her hips, slammed into her and she shattered in his arms.
"Tess!"
She felt a growl rumble in his chest so damn erotic that it caused her walls to clamp around him again.
Tess couldn't remember a time she'd ever felt so satisfied, she thought as she watched Isaiah roll out of the bed and amble to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returned and slid back into the bed, pulling the covers over them.
He pulled her into his arms, and began to kiss her again.
"That was...extraordinary," he said.
"Yes," she sighed. "It was. Are you staying?"
He stopped kissing her and looked down at her.
"Are you trying to get rid of me, Miss Everett?"
"No!" she said quickly, and then buried her head in his chest to hide her face.
"Don't go shy on me now," he teased, lifting her chin.
"I know it's late. And I didn't know whether or not you have to get up early."
"Don't you?" he asked, a curious look on his face.
"Yes," she said. "But that doesn't change the fact that...I'd like you to stay."
"Good, because I'm nowhere near finished with you tonight," he said, before he rolled on top of her and kissed her again.

Isaiah rolled on to his stomach, burying his face into a pillow. He took a deep breath and a burst of floral scents filled his nostrils and caused his morning erection to twitch.
Tess...
Spending the night with her had been spectacular. He didn't know what it was about her, but something in her brought something so primal and possessive out of him. Even now, his desire for her was nearly overpowering.
From the moment he'd kissed her last night after she'd agreed to him staying the night, something in him had been unleashed. His craving to be inside of her was borderline addictive.
He stretched his arm out, reaching for her warm body and his eyes snapped open when he realized Tessa was gone. He sat up in bed and looked around the empty room. He listened for sounds coming from the bathroom, and when he heard none, he grabbed his boxers from the floor, slid them on and went in search for Tessa.
A few minutes later, he found her in her spare bedroom, which she'd obviously converted into an office/gym. He watched her as drops of sweat rolled down her back and her ass jiggled every time her running shoes hit the treadmill.
The sound of her heavy breathing reminded him of the way she sounded beneath him just hours earlier, as he slid in and out of her for the third time.
She must have sensed his presence because she turned around and gave him a sheepish grin.
She slowed her run to a walk as she caught her breath and pulled out her earbuds.
"I didn't wake you, did I?" she asked apologetically.
He shook his head as she stopped the treadmill and hopped off. She grabbed a towel and began to wipe the sweat from her brow, then neck and finally her chest. He grabbed the bottle of water sitting on her desk and