Chapter 17

17

EMMA

I try to stay still at first, since it’s a bit of a stretch when Crow’s hot, hard length fills me completely. As soon as he’s able to slide all the way in and out, though, my body won’t stop moving.

Gripping the back of his hair and his sexy ass, my inner animal takes over. Moving with him, against him. His huge, hard frame fits against my soft, womanly curves so perfectly.

Time itself stops, our movements becoming slow and sultry. The tent becomes steamy, even with the cool breeze flowing through the screened vents. It’s so still I can feel and hear the strange sound of his cock moving inside me. It’s filthy, but sexy as hell.

Crow slips an arm underneath me, lifting my shoulders so that I arch, moaning as he slides even deeper. “Yes,” I groan, unable to control the twitching and moaning as I begin to lose control. We move together and apart, wringing every drop of pleasure from every breath, every moment.

He looks like he’s holding back, trying to last as long as possible for me. Or is it that he wants to make sure that I have a perfect experience? How on earth did I end up with a man this amazing?

Gasping, I can feel his cock swelling inside me. Feel how badly he needs to come. I’m already trembling, so close, heat and pressure gathering as I start to see the precipice I’m about to pitch over.

“So sexy,” he murmurs, alternating between kissing me and simply staring into my eyes.

“I wasn’t…until I met you.”

He grins. “See? That’s, like, the one hundred percent sexiest thing you could say right now.”

I love that we can laugh during sex. During everything.

Something in his eyes shifts as his smile fades and he clutches me tighter. “You’re mine, Emma. If you had any idea what that thought does to me…”

Hovering right on the edge, I squeeze my thighs around him. “Show me.”

The tent is filled with his growls and groans as he thrusts deeper, increasing the speed gradually, as his thumb flutters across my button. This time the pleasure doesn’t overwhelm me so much as consume me… I’m falling, screaming, clutching him against me as my heart races.

“Emma,” he mutters. “My sexy little?—”

He can’t finish the thought, his body convulsing as he fills me with his heat, both of us muttering and cursing and gasping for air. It’s so intense – and yet I know this is just the beginning for us.

Just as my peak begins to subside, my gaze locks on a huge meteor cruising by the skylight over Crow’s shoulder. “Look!”

He twists his head just in time to catch the bright trail of sparks. Then he laughs, gathering me against him. “Magic.” He kisses me gently, then waggles his eyebrows. “This means next time you have to be on top so I get to watch the stars.”