I felt a shake between my thighs, from how turned on I already was. I could feel his cock slapping against me as he moved, and god damn it, I reveled when he threw me down on the bed.
“Finally,” I whispered, scrambling back until my head hit the bedrest, and he grinned. Devilish and sexy as hell.
I watched his body tower over me as he took in the sight of me on my back.
“Arko, please,” I whispered, not even embarrassed by the need in my voice. “Get into bed.”
He climbed in, gliding up my body, his hands crawling on either edge of me until I felt his fingers settle on the nape of my neck. He smiled, his dark blue eyes so enamoring that I couldn’t help but drown in them, and then he started trailing circles down my neck, around the edges of my breasts, down and down and down until I felt his cold fingers parting my folds.
I lurched off the bed at that first touch, and he sighed, settling his weight above me as he moved his hand to my thigh to part it aside.
And then, he dipped his head low. His tongue circled my nipple, teeth grazing just enough to send shocks of pleasure-pain through me. I cried out in pleasure and reached for his shoulders, digging into them as I arched up against his hand, his mouth.
“You in that skirt,” he said against my skin, “has been driving me crazy all night.” His fingers worked in soft circles on my clit, occasionally dipping into my pussy to test how wet I was. Even I could feel I was soaked, but the man carried on torturously slow. “Watching you walk in it as it clung so tight, knowing what’s underneath…”
“Is that why you’d been staring at my ass all day?” I bit my lower lip, bucking my hips against his fingers to take him deeper.
“Mmm-hmm,” he groaned.
I curved my body to the right for better access and wrapped my hand around his dick, feeling him pulse. But before I could carry on, he gently pulled me flat up and straight againstthe bed. He braced himself on his knees, moving up to sit straighter, and his hands slid up my thighs, pushing them apart.
He half stood between my spread legs, his hands moving up and down my body.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, lowering himself to position himself better above me.
I gasped when I felt his warm, juicy cock hit between my legs. I parted wider, and he grinned, teasing me with the blunt head in promise of what was to come.
By this point, I was near feral for more. “That’s it,” I hissed through my teeth, surprising even myself with my boldness as I grabbed his shoulders and looped my legs around his waist to twist my body and flip our positions.
And just like that, I was on top. Call me crazy, but I thought Arko looked thoroughly pleased with the move I’d just pulled.
I grinned, straddling him to feel his cock press up against my wet heat.
Arko’s eyes turned dark with lust. “Well, well, well,” he smiled through hooded lids, his hands coming to rest on my hips. “Aren’t you full of surprises?”
I smiled down at him, feeling bold and sexy and so fucking powerful to see the effect I had on him. “I’ve been thinking about riding you all night,” I whispered, my eyes trailing down to the perfect V heading between his lips.
“Like something you see?” His voice was a husk, caressing my skin. I nodded as I began to circle his cock, slowly sinking down, taking him inch by inch.
“Oh my god,” I whimpered, throwing back my head at the exquisite stretch. When I had him all the way in, I stopped totake in the moment, to feel that fullness I’d been craving since he first laid his lips on me.
“Fuck, Bea,” he groaned, his head thrown back against the pillows. “You feel amazing.”
“So do you,” I moaned as I started to move, rising up and then sinking back down. Each movement sent waves of pleasure rising through me, and every time his cock hit that place deep within, I thought of an ocean kissing the shore.
It felt right. It felt perfect.
I picked up the pace, riding him faster and faster, picking up speed like I was in a trance. Arko gripped my hips, his fingers digging tantalizingly into soft skin, anchoring me to him.
I settled back on my thighs, changing the angle to get his cock right at the spot I loved. The pleasure began to build, and I found myself crying out in small bursts, whimpering and clawing with sounds to express what words couldn’t.
“That’s it.” Arko’s voice was strained and pleased and high in my ears. “Just like that.”
I rode him hard, drowning in the ecstasy building within me. I rode him until the sweat beaded on my forehead, until breathing felt hard, until my thighs burned like I’d been doing squats all morning.
But I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Riding him felt so damn good, like the sweetest pleasure I’d ever felt. I found myself getting closer and closer with each passing minute, and when Arko’s hands slid up to cup my breasts, thumbs flicking over my nipples, I knew I couldn’t take it anymore.
I started to circle my hips frantically, felt myself growing erratic as I lost all control over my movements. I was chasingpure, primal instincts, and just then, Arko gripped my hips and flipped us over.
