Chapter 34

“That’s right. Squeeze me,” he snarled, his pace becoming unconditionally rough.

Short, deep, and untamed, he pounded into her, his skin slapping loudly against hers. His own pleasure thundered through him with his release, and he slammed home, everything to the base of his knot sheathed inside his sweetheart, while he filled her with jet after jet of his seed.

“Take all my come. I want you so full it drips from your pretty pink pussy.”

Absolutely spent, Livia collapsed against the car, a heaving mess of satisfied woman. And Fear, head spinning, body still thrumming, braced himself over her so he didn’t hurt her.

Pulling her into his arms, he cradled her against his chest and carried her to his room where he set her gently on the bed.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” His hands hovered above her as he looked her over from head to toe. “I wasn’t too rough?”

“God, no.” Livia stretched languidly against his grey sheets, appearing as happy as a cat who’d got som