My moan was low and wanton as I moved my knees apart, my pussy thrust lewdly in the air. My clit throbbed, everything between my legs hot and aching. My hair slipped around me. Heat suffused my face, and I knew the flush spread down my chest.
Beck’s growl vibrated the bed. It rumbled under my skin and rattled my bones. Stroked my slick, needy center. Soft footsteps,followed by the sound of a drawer opening and closing. Plastic crinkled, and I knew Beck had rolled a condom onto his shaft.
Then the bed dipped, and his callused hands were on my ass, his thumbs stroking down my folds and spreading me wider.
“Fuck,” he rasped. “So pretty here, Charlotte.” He traced my entrance, gathering my arousal.
My clit pulsed, and I whimpered as I thrust my hips up and back, trying to get his fingers where I needed them. “Please,” I moaned. “I need?—”
“I know exactly what you need.” His bare chest pressed against my back as he draped his body over mine. His shaft lodged against my pussy as he slipped a hand around to cup one of my breasts. He pinched my nipple before weighing the swell in his hand. Then he slid his palm down my body and stroked my clit.
Hard.
A ragged cry tore from my throat. My hips bucked involuntarily as I sought more pressure, more friction. Beck leaned over me, stroking in perfect circles as he breathed against my ear.
“Such a hungry pussy, sweetheart. So loud and needy.” He widened his strokes, smearing my arousal over my lips and opening. He rubbed my juices over my mound before returning to my clit. “Louder, baby. Let me hear it. That’s a good girl.”
The smack of my arousal drowned my cries and the squeak of the bed. Every wicked circuit of his fingers sent hot bolts of pleasure through my body. I bucked like a wild thing, my breasts swaying and my gasps coming one on top of the other. The pleasure swelled. Release rushed me.
“I’m coming!” I cried.
Beck bit my earlobe. “I know. Come on.”
The orgasm slammed into me, stealing my breath. My body shook as scalding-hot pleasure shattered me into pieces. Beckkept up his ruthless assault, stroking fast circles over my clit until one release melted into the next.
Just as I grew oversensitive, he pulled his hand from between my legs. Then the world blurred as he rearranged us so he stretched on his back and I straddled his hips.
His cock jutted between us, the bulbous crown a red so dark it was almost purple. Precome gleamed in the slit. I shivered, my pussy clamping as aftershocks swept me.
“Take it,” Beck said, his eyes molten silver. “Take what you need.”
I rose and positioned myself over him. He gripped my waist, supporting me as he stared up at me with glittering silver eyes. The head of his cock nudged my entrance, and I sank onto his shaft. I was so slick, my body so primed, that I took him to the root in a single smooth glide.
The burn was minimal, the stretch divine.
“Oh god,” I moaned, rocking my hips. Taking him that much deeper. My glasses slipped, and I nudged them back into place.
“Fuck,” Beck muttered. His silver eyes held mine captive as he slid his hands to my ass and squeezed. “Do you know how fucking beautiful you are with those glasses on and your pretty cunt stuffed with my dick?”
I could only shake my head.
“If I had my way, sweetheart, you’d never wear anything else.” He kneaded my ass, urging my hips into another slow, sensual glide. “Ride me,” he ordered. “Take what you want, Charlotte. Take everything.”
Sweat beaded my skin and prickled under my arms. A new wave of pleasure built. I rose on trembling thighs and sank down again, whimpers spilling from my lips. Beck held my stare as he moved his hands to my waist.
“That’s it. Ride, baby.”
Gaze locked with his, I braced my palms on his chest, my fingers in the mat of salt-and-pepper hair. His heart thundered under my hands. His cock stretched me, leaving me without an inch of space to spare. But I didn’t want it. I only wantedhim.
This.
Raw, primal sex. A well of endless pleasure. Magic and man. I rose and fell, finding my rhythm and taking him with me. Something fierce and possessive glittered in his eyes as he followed my lead. Gasping and moaning, we fell into a perfect rhythm. His shaft grazed my clit. We rocked together, every roll of our hips shoving me closer to another shattering release. The wave built and built as my pussy clenched and my body frayed.
“Yes!” I cried, rocking faster. My thighs trembled, my muscles burning with my efforts. My breasts bounced, and my hair flew around my head.
“Beautiful,” Beck growled, reaching up and thumbing my sensitive nipples. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Let go for me again, sweetheart.” He moved his hand to my clit and stroked.
I flew apart. My scream split the air as I writhed on top of him. Beck sat up, holding me on his lap with his hands on my ass. He thrust once, twice, then buried his face in my neck as he shuddered through his own release.
