“Are you kidding me right now? Why do you always bring him up?”
“That’s the last time. Because I’m about to make you forget he existed. This pussy should have been worshipped. You’re about to learn how incredible sex can be.”
I push in another inch and she cries out again, her eyes filling with tears while I fight not to come before we’ve even moved. A few seconds pass before our eyes lock and Blair smiles, her expression full of want.
She holds her breath before nodding her head, trying to convince one of us that she’s good. “You can move.”
I bite back a laugh. It’s great she thinks she’s the reason I’m pausing, but as much as I wanted to take my timefor her, this moment is all forme.
“I will,” I grate, my teeth clenched so tight my jaw aches. “I just need a second.”
My balls are so fucking full that I’m at serious risk of ending this early. Why the fuck would I agree to go bare for our first time together?
Blair giggles and the sound of it shoots a spark straight to my cock, making me shudder.
“Oh. God.” Her laughter cuts off as her mouth falls open. “That… Jesus. Your piercing.” She lets out a wanton moan and quivers. “Do that again.”
“I didn’t do anything. That was all you.”
“Thenmove.”
“Fuck. Okay.” I’m like a goddamn teenager again. And fuck, I wish we’d done this when we were teenagers. Then maybe I wouldn’t be so worked up after years of foreplay.
Taking another deep breath, I lean forward, bracing my hands on the bed beside her head, my arms locked with tension. Blair shifts her gaze, her breath hitching as she stares at my muscles bulging beneath my tats.
I groan and rock into her, making her gasp as I finally fill her to the hilt. “Yes. Oh Jesus.”
“Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me. You were made for me, Blair. I knew it back then and I’m finally getting to prove it to you.”
“God. Yes. I know. But I need you to move.”
“On it.” I let out a restrained chuckle and slam my lips to hers, pumping into her, groaning and grunting against her mouth, my balls tingling with every pulse.
Blair mewls and gasps, meeting my fervor, her movements impatient, rushed. She grabs my back, her nails digging into me as she changes position, planting her feet to the mattress, angling her hips to free up her movement.
I sit back, grabbing her hips to pull her into me, and she screams out, the new angle giving me the exact reaction I expected as my piercing rubs against her wall.
“Fuck, Zane. That… Oh God.” She thrashes against me, her breathing ragged, her face flushed as her eyes slam shut.
“You take me so well, B. So fucking well. I could do this all night, but it feels too good.”
“I’m close.”
“Tell me what you need.”
Rather than using her words, she lowers her hand between her legs and rolls her finger over her clit, her body flying off the bedwhen I lift her ass higher, slamming into her as I flick her hand away.
“I’ve got this.”
Leaning back, I pull out slightly and rub my thumb through her arousal, spreading it over her pussy and clit before rocking back into her and pressing down on her bud.
She cries out again, my name on her lips, her body jolting in ecstasy. “More. Please.”
“Anything for you.” I’m so close myself that it takes all of my strength to hold on, but I’d never deny her.
Rolling my thumb over her clit, I pump into her, moving faster as I increase the pressure. I’m just about to beg her to let go when her body convulses and she squeezes me so tightly that my cock explodes without warning, my cum shooting into her as she screams out my name.
“Zane. Yes. Oh. Jesus.”
