Raj gripped him in one hand and guided the thick head of his cock into her opening. Their groans twined together even as he began rocking. She tossed her head back, her hair flowing around them, her breasts thick and heavy, bouncing with each thrust.

“You fill me up so good,” she said, her words breaking as their pace increased.

“I’m fucking you hard, darling. I’m fucking you until your pussy knows only me.”

Her hands raked through his hair and tugged, trying to get purchase, to get hold of him even as he gripped her hips harder and, using sheer force and upper body strength, began lifting her up and slamming her back down on his dick.

She let out a scream and succumbed to his rhythm. Her back arched, and when they were moving too fast, too hard, for her to steady herself, she lifted her arms over her head to hold her hair back.

He swelled impossibly bigger inside her and even as she felt his orgasm rise, her own release tore through her.

Ajay jerked her forward so that her breasts pressed flush against his chest. Unable to do anything but succumb to their passion, Raj drowned under the feel of his brutal kiss, knowing deep in the protected vault of her heart that she’d fallen carelessly past the point of no return.

Chapter Fifteen
Ajay

Ajay woke with the instinctive awareness that that it was almost four in the morning. He couldn’t help but smile, even before he opened his eyes, because he felt Raj in his arms, in his bed. She shifted, as if hearing his thoughts, and her bottom snuggled against his morning wood. It was tempting to touch her, to wake her, as well, but she needed sleep. Today was going to be a long one for everybody. He grabbed his phone from the side table and turned off his alarm.

Raj shifted again, and her adorably sexy sigh of contentment echoed like a quiet whisper in the dark of the room. His vision adjusted to the early-morning shadows, and he propped his head in his hand and looked down at her full, relaxed mouth, the thick fan of lashes forming a crescent shape on her cheeks, and the smooth, naked skin scrubbed free of makeup.

She looked so innocent now, unlike the reserved woman he’d gotten to know. And then, when she set out to seduce him, who would’ve thought this strong, smart, gorgeous, classy woman would accept his filthy demands and beg for more? The things they’d done together still made him grin.

He waited for a few more minutes, enjoying her warmth, the softness of her skin, and her presence in his bed, before he slid from under the covers, phone in hand. He set out a towel and a new toothbrush for her in his bathroom, then he grabbed a pair of boxers and left the room.