“Show me how you touched yourself that night.”
She eagerly does as I ask, and fuck if that doesn’t make me almost immediately nut.
“Oh God.” Her moan fills my ears. All of my senses are focused on her. The tips of her fingers graze me as I propel in and out. Her moves get jerky and her cunt grips me tighter.
“So. Fucking. Good,” I grit out.
She spasms hard around my dick and then lets out a cry. “Yes!”
Fuck, she’s coming. Ecstasy courses through my veins, coming from right where we’re connected. My guards slam down and my climax roars out of my body with a shout.
“Fuck, Belle. Fuuuuck.” I spill inside of her, the first time I’ve done that. Everything’s more intense. My climax, the squeeze of her around me, and the slide of my cock inside of her.
When I finish coming, I sag over her, propping myself on my hands by her head. I dip my head and lick a path up her neck. “You’re blushing.”
She shivers under me and a lazy giggle leaves her. I grin.
Running a finger down my cheek, she stops by my mustache. “I love this dimple.”
“Ugh.” I tip my forehead to hers. “I used to get teased so much for that in high school.”
“High school kids can be mean.”
“It was my brothers.”
She laughs and closes her legs around me. “Now what?”
“Now I take you to bed and we keep doing this all night.”
Her brows lift. “You can go again?”
My dick is still half-hard inside of her and need is knocking at my temples. “It’s been a long time and you’re a sexy woman.”
Campbell
I had no idea sex could be like this. I had no idea being with a guy could be this easy. Yet he’s so hard.
I brace my knees into the mattress as I pump up and down on his magic cock. The thing never goes soft, and the sense of power I get from looking down and seeing him hard for me yet again is heady. I don’t want to give this up.
“You’re a goddamn mess.” He nibbles along my collarbone. We’re in the middle of his bed. All his covers have been pushed to the edge. The sun has long set, and we just got out of the shower.
“You make me that way,” I gasp. I’m going to be raw in all the best ways in the morning. I’ll walk all day with a secret chafe between my thighs. I have whisker burn there too, along my stomach and across my breasts. It’s like he marked me with his own special brand.
He nips at the sensitive skin at the base of my neck. “You take it so fucking well.”
I thrive on that praise and I can’t explain why, but it’s coming from Durban, and I like hearing it.
“Fuck, Belle.” He grips my hips and grinds me into him. “That greedy cunt of yours is going to ruin me.”
“Good. Because you’ve wrecked me.”
His grunt is full of male satisfaction.
Every time I lower myself on him, he fills me so completely, I can’t believe he fits. His dick is as big and proud as he is. I have this man all to myself tonight. I haven’t asked to stay over, but he tossed my clothes on the dresser with his when we entered, and he hasn’t told me to have a good night yet. We’ve barely disconnected since we started.
I stuff my hands into silky hair and tip his head back. His dark eyes bore into me, full of lust and something I’d like to call affection. I’ll take him not being annoyed with me. Although if he fucks like this, he can be irritated all he wants.
He thrusts his hips up. “That look.” Grunt. “When I’m deep inside.” Grunt. “Gonna be all I see.”
