Positioning himself behind me, he fisted his cock and dragged it through my wetness. Unlike the night before, he didn’t slam in. I wanted him to. I was about to beg for it.

But as he inched in, I realized why.

With my legs together and to the side, his already massive cock felt unreal. His shallow thrusts worked to stretch me so I could take all of him at the new and intense angle.

He wasn’t even all the way in when it started to build higher. Higher.

I’m in trouble.

I’ll never survive this.

But when I opened my mouth, what came out was, “Harder. I need more.”

That was all it took. His next thrust filled me so full, I thought I’d tear in two. Happily. He pulled out and slammed in again.

The way he positioned me had been thoughtful, but the way he fucked me was carnal.

It was savage and unhinged and brutal in the most beautiful way.

Gripping my thigh and ass, Ward roughly fucked me because he didn’t think I was fragile.

Because he thought I was strong.

I came so hard, my body buzzed like it was full of espresso and static. It stretched on forever as Ward used his hold to slam me up and down his cock, over and over and over. His loud groan filled my ears while his cum filled my pussy.

Still buried deep, Ward bent over me to press a kiss to my lips. “Morning, baby. Want your eggs with cheese or without?”

“With,” I said automatically because my instinct was always cheese.

“Still got those waffles for you, too. I’ll get them going. You know where the bathroom is.”

With another kiss, he padded from the room, unabashedly naked.

And I unabashedly enjoyed the view.

I stayed in bed for a moment, thinking about the night before. Not just the sex, though that’d been amazing. The more I thought about it, the tighter my chest became.

The alarm sucked.

The rest of the wake-up call was far from bad.

But this early morning hormonal mood swing can fuck all the way off…

* * *

“You’re no longer needed.”

Aw hell.

After forcing myself to pick at the delicious breakfast Ward made, I’d headed home to shower and get dressed. I was supposed to return when I was done.

Instead, I’d gotten ready in record time before ordering an Uber to pick me up down the street. I’d figured I could sneak away before he noticed.

I’d figured wrong.

The driver’s gaze moved from the man at my back to me. “Miss?”

“Sorry, I didn’t realize our plans had changed. I’ll still tip you.”

That appeased the surly man, but before I could apologize again, Ward pulled me back and closed the door.