Her heart rolled over and filled up with him. “Yes.” Her voice thickened. This close to being all the way inside her heat, with his body so hard and tense it had to hurt, he still paused to make sure she was safe. “Though I’d be better if you’d get a move on.” She opened her legs wider, her feet sliding on the bedspread.

He rocked back and forth, in and out, giving her a couple more inches. She stretched around him, gasping, her clit firing again as if awakened from a long slumber. Maybe an entire lifetime of sleep. “I can’t wait any longer,” she moaned, pulling at his hips with all of her strength.

“That’s unfortunate.” He dropped his head to the crook of her neck, his voice gritty, the tone pained. He kissed her jugular and reached under her, palming her entire butt again and lifting her against him.

Thank God.

She arched, taking more of him than he’d intended and feeling victorious.

He growled against her neck, sending vibrations through her skin to zing her breasts and zap her whole body. “You are not in control here.”

She dug her nails into his flesh, more than willing to leave scratches. “Fine. You be in charge but get all the way inside me. Now.”

He lifted his head, his eyes piercing. “Are you really arguing with me right now?”

Her eyes widened. “I wouldn’t be if you would just shove—argh.” She yelped as he powered all the way inside her, groin to groin, stretching her in every direction.

He stopped moving, holding her tight, the hand on her ass firm. “Happy now?”

She had to take a second to find out. He more than filled her, pulsing against her internal walls, owning her body in a way she never would’ve imagined. “Yes. I’m much happier now,” she admitted, smiling as the pain slid right to pleasure with an edge. “Now you can start moving.”

His lids lowered. “Dana? You’ve pushed enough.”

“Then you start pushing.” She tried to clamp her knees to his thighs, but she was spread too wide by his hips. At the realization, a shiver took her, landing hard right where their bodies connected.

“Now you’re getting it.” He lowered his forehead to hers.

“I want more of you,” she breathed, going on instinct.

He lifted up, his gaze boring into her, his body taking hers. “Then I’ll give you more. On my terms.”

“I’ll battle you for that.” She lifted against him as much as she was able, which wasn’t much. “You can spank me later. For now, let’s do this.” Her voice was breathy, almost husky.

His eyes flared. “Oh, that’s a date, then.”

Wait a minute. What had she—