My cock was ready to explode, but I focused on her clit. I wanted to bring her to the edge again. I wanted to give her so much pleasure that she could barely walk afterward.
Her legs started to shake, and I gave her ass a good slap.
She moaned. “Oh my God, I’m going to come.” I gave it another slap. “I’m going to come so hard!”
I slid inside her just before her orgasm hit, taking my hand off her clit, letting her body ride her climax. Her entire upper body jerked up from the dining table a few times as pleasure rocked through her.
“I fucking love you, woman. You come so beautifully.”
Only when our bodies cooled off and her inner muscles relaxed did I start moving inside her. She’d come again soon because every nerve ending in her body was on edge, and I was adding fuel to the fire.
She put one hand under her forehead, resting her head on it. The other one was limp right next to her. But then she clenched her fingers and started to tug her other thigh. I knew what she needed.
“Touch your clit,” I commanded as I pushed in and out of her.
“If I come again, I’m going to explode.”
“I know you will, beautiful. But you need it. Trust me, you’ll love it.”
She wedged her hand between her thighs, and I felt her fingers graze my cock when I drove inside her. The second she touched her clit, a guttural groan vibrated through her.
“Beckett! Beckett!” she cried out, tightening around me. This woman had a power over me that no one else had. I was the one leading this, telling her exactly what I wanted her to do, but she was the one holding all the power.
As I moved faster, she pushed herself up and slammed her ass into me.
“You need me even deeper, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she confessed.
I had to change the angle for that. I helped her straighten up until her back was against my chest. She relented to me the next second, one hand still on her clit. I moved without mercy because she needed me to thrust as deeply as possible.
“You’re delicious,” I whispered in her ear, and she whimpered. “You’re taking my cock like a champ. You’re so good at this. I love this fucking pussy.” She whimpered again. “Does it make you wet?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Her legs started to shake, and I knew she wasn’t going to last long. She also couldn’t sustain her own weight at all anymore.
“Lean forward on the table, but not all the way down. Just so you can put your hands on it.”
“No,” she gasped.
“I’ll take care of your clit, gorgeous. I promise.”
“Beckett. Oh! I love you.”
I stopped moving, looking straight at her. I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that. We were one now.
“Woman! I love you so fucking much.”
I put my hand on her clit before she took hers away. As our fingers intertwined, I pressed them onto her clit, and that was all it took for her to unravel. She tightened around my dick, and I gave in to my own orgasm. It took me by surprise; I thought it would build up first. I came hard right there with her and continued to thrust until I couldn’t move anymore.
CHAPTER 26
PIPER
The next fewweeks were very busy, as my agency was about to deliver several projects. Half of them were mine. I was cool as a cucumber, but Josh wasn’t. He kept texting me a few times a day—this was usual for him around deadlines. All around, he was a relaxed guy, but now and then, his nerves got the better of him.
Josh: Are you on top of everything? Baptiste and Fontenot are getting impatient.
They were two huge clients—always a pain in the ass, but they booked us for a lot of projects.
