“Oh God. How do you keep a rhythm going when it all feels so good? I can’t concentrate.”
Trey chuckled, deep and a little darkly, but didn’t respond. Instead, he gripped her hips and helped her find the movement that gave them both the most pleasure. A circular up and down rotation that had him scraping against every pleasure center between her legs and in her core. Within seconds she was a breathless, useless mess, Trey doing all the work despite her being on top.
“Need my mouth on you.” He jack-knifed up into a sitting position, wrapping her legs around his back, and keeping the rhythm they had set going. Charlotte screamed when his lush lips captured one nipple, sucking and biting at it in turn. Everything felt impossibly tighter now, and her clit rubbed against his body with every thrust.
“Oh, it’s too much. I’m going to come apart.”
Trey curled his arms behind her, gripping her shoulders and using them to shove her body harder down on his huge cock. The way he manhandled her was the final straw that broke her apart. She clung to him, dragging her nails across the flesh of his back and ass, grinding against him as her limbs went numb, all sensation centered in her throbbing sex.
A hot rush filled her still fluttering cunt, setting off a second orgasm. Trey growled, bit down on her neck and held her tight against his lap.
Charlotte collapsed against him, her head resting on his shoulder and her whole body wrapped around him.
“Never been so good.” Trey kissed the spot where he bit down, then worked his way up her lips. “I’m never going to get enough of you.”
They kissed gently as he maneuvered them back against the bed, covering up with a sheet. It didn’t take long before the world fell away, and Charlotte drifted off into a heavy sleep.
