Hard as Steel by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow Page B

below the surface of her skin. Taking her nipple between her index finger and thumb, she mimicked what Steel had done to them just moments before. It was so good, but his touch was infinitely better.
    His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass a little tighter and then he was sliding into her, all the while his stare riveted to what she was doing to her breasts. Mouth opening on a silent cry, Eloise closed her eyes and let the feel of him filling her up wash through her. When he was fully inside of her, his balls touching the bottom crease of her ass, he stilled.
    “You’ll shave this pretty pussy for me the next time I see you.”
    She didn’t have time to register what he said because her inner muscles clenched around his girth and he grunted. He pulled out of her so that just the hot tip of him was embedded in her opening and then shoved it back in. He was so large she swore she could feel his pulse beat in his shaft, matching the frantic rhythm of her own heart.
    His thrusts, fierce and powerful, rocked her against the wall. Her sweat-soaked skin started to chafe, but the discomfort only seemed to add to the pleasure-filled eroticism of the act.
    “So fucking tight, Eloise, so hot and mine.” His face was buried in the crook of her neck. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that your pussy will ache for me when I’m not there. I’m going to make you mine, dominate you, make you submit because I know that’s what you want. That’s what I want, what I need from you.”
    She pinched her nipples harder as she listened to him talk dirty.
    “And when I’m done with you, baby, when you’re sweaty and weak, begging me to stop, pleading with me that you can’t handle anymore, I’m going to fuck your ass, give you so much more until you’re crying from the intensity.” At the last word, he shoved into her forcefully and she cried out in climax.
    It was an almost out-of-body experience. Having him inside of her, moving, coaxing, stroking her to orgasm was nothing like touching herself, nothing like watching the dirty BDSM acts she’d watched on line. It was hard and rough, gritty and dirty. It was everything she’d been missing, she realized.
    She expected Steel to come right after her, but when she felt his teeth graze the skin of her throat, adding a bit of pressure, a bit of pain, she knew he wasn’t done with her yet.
    “Hold on,” his arms tightened around her and she was suddenly moving through the air, the only solid thing keeping her grounded was Steel. Then her back met the cool sheets of the bed, and her breath hissed out of her. Steel was still buried deep within her, and he started pounding her body.
    In and out. Harder and faster.
    “Hands above your head, and baby,” he slammed into her once, stilled, and held her gaze.
    She did as he said, anxious and aroused.
    “If you move your hands for any reason, I’m going to spank that pretty ass of yours until you can’t sit for a week.”
    Oh God. She wanted that.
    He resumed stroking her from the inside, bringing her closer to an orgasm she didn’t think she would be able to tolerate. Despite the fact she didn’t think she had it in her for another orgasm, Steel was proving that wrong. It was like his mission. The determination on his face said as much.
    Hands above her head like he ordered, she held on to the slates of the headboard for leverage as he worked his cock in her pussy. A swivel of his hips on the down stroke, a bump to her cervix with the tip of his cock when he pushed inside, and he had her climbing closer and closer to agony and ecstasy. Steel was the composer, and he was playing her body like she was his masterpiece. Had she ever been with a man that knew exactly how to touch her, that could get off numerous times?
    No. God, the answer was hell no.
    “You’re going to stop thinking and just feel, baby. You’re going to enjoy my big cock pounding away in your tight, slippery cunt.” He emphasized his point by gripping her waist and