Fix You by Mari Carr Page B

got out of the car, walking around the front to open her door. As soon as she stepped out, he was ready for her. She giggled when he picked her up on the sidewalk, fireman style, tossing her over his shoulder and carrying her to the front door. The moment they crossed the threshold, Robbie placed her on her feet, closed the door, then turned to push her against it.
    “Lift up your skirt and take off those damn panties.”
    Robbie had never been anything other than a considerate, patient lover, but his powerful, demanding words spoke to a quiet part of her she didn’t often acknowledge. She hastily did his bidding as he opened his pants and shoved them to his ankles. His cock was hard and more than ready. Zoey only had a moment to react when Robbie lifted her leg and drove deep inside her with one rough thrust. Her head fell against the door with a loud thud, but Robbie didn’t notice. He was too intent on fucking her.
    Zoey gripped the material of his shirt, fisting it as she sought for something to ground herself. Robbie lifted her other leg, letting the door behind her support most of her weight as he pummeled inside her deeper, stronger.
    Zoey didn’t try to hide her baser desires, Instead, she urged him on, digging her fingernails into his skin and groaning with each powerful blow. It was the most primal sex she’d ever experienced and she loved every minute of it. She pushed her hips against his as much as the position would allow, silently begging for more.
    “God, Zoey,” Robbie cried. She sensed he was getting close. “Can’t hold off. Play with your clit. I can’t reach it. Want you with me.”
    He’d learned early on the secret to her orgasm. With his hands full, holding her against the wall, he couldn’t give her the extra stimulation she needed. She released his shirt and touched herself. Applied enough pressure to her clit to see stars behind her closed eyelids.
    “Oh my God,” she gasped.
    “That’s it. Just like that. Push harder. Rub it faster.”
    His words shook her as strongly as his cock pounding into her body. Within seconds, she felt herself giving in to the inevitable.
    “God. Robbie.” Her voice sounded far away as her climax washed over her. Her entire body tingled as her toes clenched and flexed against the cool air. Her pussy contracted, squeezing his cock in the way she knew he couldn’t resist. They’d perfected the ability to come together the third night he was home.
    Spurt after spurt of come filled her as Robbie continued to thrust inside her. It seemed his body had separated from his mind, his physical needs overriding the part that knew he was spent. Even as his cock softened, his hips kept moving, kept rocking inside her.
    She caressed his cheek. “Robbie,” she whispered.
    His motions slowed as he lifted his face from her shoulder, his gaze capturing hers. Slowly, he lowered her legs, making sure to hold on to her until she found her balance. “Did I hurt you?”
    She shook her head, touched by his concern. “Not even close.”
    “God, Zoey, if you knew all the kinky things I want to do to you, all the dirty ways I want to take you, you’d probably run for the hills.”
    She laughed. “Kinky sounds good, especially if it’s anything like what we just did. That may have been the single hottest sex moment of my life.”
    “Jesus,” Robbie teased. “If that’s the hottest, it’s obvious the losers you’ve dated weren’t only pricks, but they were lousy in bed.”
    “You know a lot of the guys I dated were really nice. You can’t call them all pricks.”
    He shrugged. “None of them deserved you. They weren’t good enough. Not even close.”
    His words warmed her heart. “I love you, Robbie Granger.”
    He kissed her and she realized it was the first time their lips had touched since they’d entered the house. When he released her, she noticed a slight shadow in his eyes. She’d seen the same sad look at the restaurant when he’d talked about the