Perfect Fit: Book 4 of the Fated Hearts Series

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Author: Aimee Nicole Walker
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reached for his dick with his other hand and guided it to my hole, where he teased me for several long seconds before he pushed the wide crown of his dick inside the tight ring of muscles.
    The burn was intense, but very welcome, as he worked his way slowly inside me until I took him all the way to his root. I expected him to fuck me in earnest right then, but instead he lowered himself on top of me and ravished my mouth – slowly and completely. It was sweet and sexy, but I needed more from him.
    I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tightly with my inner thighs at the same time I reached for his ass and pulled him deeper into me. Miller chuckled against my lips, but began to move inside me, slowly at first. I appreciated his consideration, but I wanted to be fucked hard and fast. I needed him to fuck me to my limit and beyond. I raised my head up off the pillow and bit his bottom lip, hard enough to make him gasp.
    I licked the indentation I left, but smiled wickedly as his thrusts picked up in intensity. I was torn between wanting to make him lose control and come inside me or making him back off his orgasm until I could fuck it out of him, either way I’d be the reason he lost his load, and his mind.
    One of my favorite benefits of being tall was having long limbs, which I took advantage of while he was fucking wildly into me. I kept my eyes locked on his, but reached for the lubricant. The snick sound caused by opening the bottle sounded louder than normal, but maybe my senses were just more in tune to everything around me. I lowered my legs to give me room to play with and torment him.
    I used my free hand to pour the lubricant over the crack of Miller’s sexy-as-sin ass. Miller groaned loudly when the cool liquid dribbled over his heated flesh. I teased his opening just as he did for me with one finger, before I breached his tight passage with my eager digit. Miller’s thrusts lost their rhythm as I slid my finger as deep as I could from that angle.
    The groans coming from his throat were animalistic and ferocious. Miller angled his thrust to peg my prostate with every sharp thrust forward and it was my turn to falter. His wicked smile told me he knew exactly what he was doing. The urge to let go and come all over us both was intense, but I refused to allow my body to give in that easily – not until I was buried deep inside his heat.
    I continued to stretch him until he was pliable and ready; he continued to plunder my depths until sweat popped up all over my body from the exertion of holding back my orgasm. My balls retracted in preparation of exploding and I knew it was time to flip or lose my load. If I only had one night with the man, then I needed to make it count.
    I retracted my fingers from his tight entrance and used my strong legs to roll him over until he was the one on his back and I was between his legs. I pulled the condom off of his cock and tossed it to the floor. I smiled evilly when he practically snarled his outrage from beneath me. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one who was about to come.
    I grabbed a condom wrapper and held it up for him to see. “My turn, sexy.” I made quick work of rolling it on and lubing up before I pressed my cock to his ass and pushed inside him.
    “Jag,” he roared my name, as I penetrated him for the first time. I liked my name on his lips more than I should for a casual fuck, but there was no time to contemplate the meaning when his heat threatened to burn me alive. “Show me what you’ve got, Big Guy.”
    I grabbed his hands, pinned them above his head, and fucked him mercilessly in response to the challenge. His pupils were so blown that I could hardly see the pretty blue color of his eyes. Still, I was held captive in his gaze, unable to look away even if I wanted to.
    “Come… g-g-going to come.” Miller’s voice was jagged and raw, as if the words were torn from him. I pressed on, not letting up on either my intensity or the pace. I
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