“Oh my God,” she moans, her eyes wild as she stares back at me.
So, I do it again.
And again.
Nails digging into my shoulders, she’s frantic as she chases her pleasure, her skin glistening as she falls apart, her orgasm rocketing through her as she lets it pull her under.
I grit my teeth, praying to the universe that I can keep my shit together because Kinsley Dane did more than just tease me—she awoke every single fantasy I’ve ever had, and I needmore.
Licking up the column of her throat, I grab a fistful of her dark hair and pull enough to make her cry out.
“On your knees, baby.” She squeezes her pussy around my erection, her eyes flaring wide, and I let the corner of my mouth tip up. “That was for you,”—I let my gaze rake down her body—“this one’s for me.”
“Upping your game, Mr. Oakden?”
“Just really damn horny,” I manage, my voice gravelly and completely unlike me.
Climbing off, she makes a point to wiggle her hips, her knees spread as she kneels on the cushions and rests her forearms on the back of the couch. She flips her hair over her shoulder and lets her gaze rake over me, starting with my shoes and climbing to where my cock is hanging out of my pants before meeting my gaze.
“Is this how you want me?”
“Yes,” I rasp, shucking the rest of my clothes until I’m standing naked behind her. My palm traces over her spine. “Exactly.”
Her lips are swollen and parted as she stares at me, her eyelids fluttering shut when I line my cock up with her entrance. I want to slam into her and I want to take my time, the indecision holding me in place with my dick in my hand.
And because she justknows, Kinsley pushes back against me, her core forcing me to breach her with the shallowest thrust.
It’s all I need—the debate I’d been having no debate at all as I pull out and then bury myself inside.
She gasps, falling forward a little, her back sloping and putting her ass on display, those round globes firm and sexy as I piston into her.
“You’re stunning like this, Kins. God damn.” I grip her ass cheeks, massaging and spreading them, bending my knees to make sure I’m hitting that spot inside her that makes her scream my name.
“Spank me.”
The sound of my palm against her skin echoes through the apartment before she’s moaning and grinding back against me.
Holy shit.
It’s powerful and humbling that she’s giving this to me—letting medo thisto her.
And she fucking likes it.
I spank her again, my name on her lips the sweetest cry, and it has me racing toward the edge before I can take my next breath.
“Touch yourself, Kins. I need you to come again. Please, baby, I can’t hold out much longer.”
She doesn’t argue, her hand moving between her legs, as her eyes squeeze shut and I grip her hips harder as her pussy clenches around me and I see stars. I grit my teeth as I ride out my orgasm, the pleasure bordering on painful as she squeezes me tight. It’s maddening and I love it.
I need it.
I needher.
Kinsley collapses against the back of the couch, her forehead resting on her arms as she turns her face to look at me.
I should say something, butthanks for making me come so hard you’ve realigned my cellular structureseems fairly dramatic.
Instead, I pull out as gently as I can, walking across the room and disposing of the condom in the trash. Cleaning myself up, I smile as I realize she hasn’t moved, her body flushed and absolute perfection.
