I pulled back, breathing hard, and rasped, “Tell me when I hit it.”
“When you hit—” His entire body spasmed and then tensed as I dragged my cock along his prostate, and then he looked upat me with wide eyes as he shuddered and gasped in a breath. “Fuck.”
I slowly pushed back in, trying to find it again, watching his face and knowing I succeeded when his eyes rolled back and he started trembling beneath me.
“Fuck, you look so sexy like this,” I groaned, circling my arms over his head and plastering myself against him. We were both so fucking sweaty, and that only turned me on even more. I kept my hips angled so I could hit his prostate with every thrust, the desperate noises he was making in my ear so damn hot.
The whole thing was so slow and erotic that it didn’t feel like fucking at all. It felt like we were…making love.
For someone like me, that was new. Exhilarating. And because he wanted it—and was obviously enjoying it—that only made it hotter. Only made me want it more. Wanthimmore.
I wanted to ruin him delicately.
Break him tenderly.
Make him fall apart in the gentlest, softest, sweetest way.
He pulled my head back a little, then slid his hand down my spine until he was cupping my ass, kneading it, feeling me move as I sank deeper into him.
“Reese,” he rasped.“Tell me I’m doing a good job.” The raw desperation in his voice practically sent me over the edge. “Tell me you like this. Please, I?—”
Fuck. “Hey, you’re doing so fucking good, Dakota. I love this, okay?” I slid into him slowly, the slick sounds filling the room, and watched his eyes roll back the deeper I went. I kissed him, then nipped at his bottom lip and drew back to look at him. His eyes were glassy as they met mine, filled with a reverence I didn’t deserve but loved seeing, and I cupped my hand over his cheek as I pushed in deeper. “I love this so damn much,” I whispered. His eyes rolled back again, and he was moaning so loudly I was pretty sure the entire floor could hear it.
Good. Let them know who he belonged to. Let the world know that he was wanted by someone, that he’d been claimed. That he wasmine.
“You’re doing such a good job. You feel so good, baby,” I panted, pressing my stomach lower until his cock was rubbing against me with every thrust.
“Oh, fuck.Baby,” he whispered.
“Yeah, you’re my baby, aren’t you?”
“Fuck yes,” he panted. He moaned and kept moving his hips and meeting my thrusts, his big hands covering my ass and urging me to go deeper, feeling every pump. “Yeah. Fuck, fuck, mark me, Reese. Bite me. Leave your little teeth marks all over me,” he begged, those dark eyes staring desperately into mine. “Please. Please, I need—unngh oh fuck god yes.”
I sank my teeth into his chest, right over his heart. His voice was so fucking sexy, and he never shut up.
I loved that.
Seeing him lose himself like this sent a wild thrill down my spine. It sparked something primal in me, the urge to dominate and claim as my own, to irrevocably make him mine.
I liked his chest and panted, “Fuck, you feel so amazing. You’re?—”
“I love you.”
A tremor rolled through me, and then I shattered.
I bit down on his chest as I started coming, moaning into his skin while he bucked and cried out my name. He grabbed my ass and pushed me as deep as I could go as his cum spilled onto my stomach and I melded my body to his. One of his hands went to the back of my head and held me against his chest.
A metallic taste hit my tongue, and I came back to reality and lifted my head.
Oh, shit. I’d bit him so hard I’d broken the skin.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m so fucking sorry,” I said, starting to pull out so I could go get a tissue or a napkin or towel or something. He gripped my ass so tight that I couldn’t move, keeping me inside him. I raised my eyes to his face and panic sparked through me.
A tear slid down his cheek, and every muscle in my body tensed. I framed his face with my hands. “What’s the matter, did I hurt you? Do you want me to take it out?”
“No, it just…it feltso good.”
I was speechless for a long moment, could only stare at this ridiculous person beneath me.
