Dirty Money (Bad Money #2) by Ali Parker Read Free Book Online

into the silkiness of her hair. She looked up at him as another orgasm took her.
    "Kiss me," she whispered.
    He would have told her no any moment before this one, but he couldn't deny her - wouldn't.
    "Anything for you." He pulled her down and made love to her mouth as her hips stilled for a moment. Marcus took that as his opportunity and rolled them, never breaking the kiss or his deep push into her tight, wet body.
    She groaned into his mouth and he drank her in before lifting up a little and fucking her the way he had wanted to for as long as he could remember. His thrusts were deep and slow, her breasts bouncing with his efforts. She slid her hands along his chest and wrapped her legs tightly around him.
    "God you’re fucking beautiful," he mumbled as he let his eyes move down the length of her. "You take this cock so well, Katie. Such a good girl."
    "Your girl?" Her voice was softer than he ever remembered hearing it, the timbre almost that of a scared girl, unsure of herself or anyone else. This was the woman he made her out to be when he protected her.
    "Always and forever. I'm not going anywhere." He flattened himself against her, drowning in the deliciousness of their position. Pressing her to the bed tightly, he picked up his assault as he pumped in and out of her faster and faster. Marcus moved down a little, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth as she moaned over and over.
    "I'm going to come," she groaned just before her body tightened, warm liquid running down his sack and both of his legs.
    "I'm going with you, baby. So hot." He moved up, increasing the depths of his thrusts as he pressed his lips against the side of her mouth. He wanted to watch her as he came, needed the connection. It was one he had never experienced, but he was going for broke tonight.
    She reached up and slid her hands around his face as she arched her back, seeming to understand exactly what he needed. The little bitch was going to milk him from below.
    "Oh fuck, Kate."
    "Yeah... fuck me harder. Lose yourself in this with me. Just us." She pressed her nails into the back of his neck as her eyes widened. She was coming again and he wasn't missing the opportunity to ride the wave with her.
    The world exploded around him, a long cry coming from him as she took complete ownership of their sex and left him locked into place above her. He closed his eyes and collapsed on top of her, his teeth pressed deeply into his lip to keep himself from telling her how much he needed her. He had been fighting himself for so long where she was concerned, but now wasn't the time.
    Moving up on his forearms, he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. "You okay now? Better?"
    "A little." Her panting was beyond sexy.
    "You need more?" He pressed his hips forward, his cock always ready for more of her.
    She moaned softly and closed her eyes as he watched her in awed silence. Would she remember this tomorrow? Would it break her heart as well? He knew she was going to be destroyed by everything around her if they weren't careful. She was at the edge of fading into nothingness when he found her years ago. Marcus would never let that happen again - no matter what it meant that he had to do.
    She opened her eyes and slid her arms around his torso, pulling him in closer. He went with her movements, reaching up only to brush the sweaty hair from her face. Her next question left him in shock.
    "Do you love me?"
    There was no time to hesitate. He released himself to the truth that threatened to break him.
    "With all of my heart. I just don't deserve you. No one does."
    "I know. I'm a horrible person."
    "Hush, woman. No one will ever be good enough for you, least of all me."
    He kissed her forehead before starting to fuck her again. It would be a long night, but he would take her over and over and over again. He would make sure that she was spent, limp and sated before allowing himself rest.
    Marcus resigned himself to letting a piece of his heart and soul die