That was not a good thing.The ripples through his overexcited senses proved way too much, especially when she joined in.Then he was fantastically aware of every part of her shaking.
He could feel so much—her muscles tugging at him, her body, blazing hot around him.Her softness and strength.
“Stop laughing.God, please, or I’m actually gonna come.”
“So come.”
“No.”He groaned.“Christ, woman.Just let me, give me… I need a second.One second.I want to savour this.”
He clamped a tight grip around the base of his dick, and somehow managed to claw his emotions back under a semblance of control.Tentatively, almost afraid to let go, Spook cocooned her in his embrace, and matched the rolling of his hips to hers.Dammit!That slide.It stoked a frenzy of joy and surrender.
Resist this?Why the fuck had he ever?
“Kiss me.”
Spook crushed his mouth to hers, while their bodies continued to grind.A different sort of pounding started inside of him.This time centred in his groin.Like a fist clenched tight, it enfolded him, caused goosebumps to break out across his skin.Alle’s teeth grazed his neck, which in turn pulled his nipples into taut points.
He opened his eyes and saw her gazing up at him, jade-green eyes brimming with hot tears, delight shining in their depths.
Possibly, he was crying too.Something was making her skin wet.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Give me more moments like this and I’m yours forever,her dazzling smile seemed to say.I’m yours, Spook.I’m yours.Claim me.Keep claiming me.
He wasn’t of a mind to do anything else.She fitted him perfectly, like a glove especially sewn.
“I love you.”
With an impatient growl, she grasped his arse, hugged him closer, pulling him in deeper.“Fuck me hard.”
“I won’t last.”
“I don’t fucking care.I want to feel this.When it’s over, I want to still feel where you’ve been.I want to know that Spook Mortensen was inside me—me, not anyone else.”
He pumped harder, driving them both across the bed, so their heads wound up wedged beneath the pillows.Alle clung to him.Her nails scored across his bottom and his back, while her heels beat against him.More, more, more.Mine, mine, mine,in a cyclical mantra.The world beyond their bodies dissolved.All that remained were tears, sweat, and electricity, which crackled between them and sparked when it hit salt water.
Spook’s vision greyed.His stomach muscles seized, caused his body to curl in on itself, then like he was bound by strings, his head and shoulders jerked back at the whim of his puppet master.He soared; ejaculate founting from him in impossible pulses that seemed to draw half his soul out too.Wave after never ending wave kept him caught in a cradle of pleasure, while beneath him, Alle’s gasps mirrored his grunts.
“Spook, just touch me.”
Somehow he managed to balance well enough to drive his thumb against her clit.Three, maybe four strokes, and then crying out his name, she came, her pussy clenching greedily around him as if there were still more pleasure, more seed, that she could milk from him.
“Not bad, Mr Mortensen.Not bad at all,” she gazed up at him, a lazy smile eating up her face.“I always knew you’d be a good shag.”
He laughed, right as his limbs gave out, and he collapsed onto her, jolting an ‘oof’ of protest from her lips.
“Sorry,” he mumbled into the freckles on her shoulder.
“Don’t be.”
She held him close, wrapping both her arms and legs around him in a swaddling embrace.“I kind of like that you’re squashing me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Just as well, as he hadn’t the coordination to move.Possibly a steamroller had just flattened him.
