The Alpha's Captive Book 1 - Taken

She looked up into those hard eyes. "Who said that's what you're getting?" She held up the foil packet between them. "But first-this. I may be wild, but I'm not stupid."

She ripped it open and slid out the condom. Then, catching his cock again, she rolled it down in a single smooth motion even as she felt his thighs tighten at her touch.

"You're awfully practical for a crazy woman," he remarked.

She was glad to see a ghost of his grin return.

"Or awfully crazy for a practical one," she agreed. "Now stop talking and make good on your promise. Because if you stop right now, what I'll think when I look at the car is how very, very disappointed I was."

"What, the first time you came didn't count?" he said, raking his gaze across her. "From where I was, it sure looked like you were enjoying yourself."

"For an appetizer, it was good enough," she granted him. "But I want the main course-and dessert, too."

He caught her mouth in another kiss, and anticipation shot up to her lips from deep in her belly, making her nipples and clit ache with it. She held him against her with her legs, one hand around the girth of his cock, the other in his hair. The length of him was against the juncture of her legs now, pressing against it, so close to where she wanted it, riding against her clit with the rhythm of his kiss. She tried to move it, but his hand came down over her wrist, pinning it in place as she moaned against his lips.

Then he broke away, kissing her shoulder as he loosened his grip, allowing her to angle his cock down to her entrance as she wiggled her hips toward him.

The head slipped just inside her, and she clenched hard around him, panting. His forehead was against her shoulder, his entire body rigid.

She was so wet he just slid into her body, so deep and hard that she almost came apart right then. He drove in again and again, pulling back almost to her entrance each time. One of her hands tightened in his hair, the other sliding between them, stroking herself in time to his thrusts. He moved faster, his hand reaching down, pushing hers away, driving her on with merciless skill and insistence. She felt herself slipping-away from herself, into the heat and the need and the sharp edge of an orgasm, approaching quickly.

It took her suddenly, jangling all her nerves and muddling her brain until she couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but get lost in the intensity of it, hammering straight into her nervous system. She closed her eyes and let it take her, rocking against him, squeezing him with each wave after hot wave.