“Say it now.” My voice, deeper and raspier than I’d ever heard it, was also filled with desperation. And need. I craved to hear her beg me to take her.
“I want you to fuck me, Austin.”
“Be very sure. This isn’t one of your romance books. This is real and fast, and I can’t make any promises right now. Not until--”
“Austin?”
“Shit. Yeah?”
“Stop talking. Stop thinking and fuck me.”
Damn, this woman was perfect. My vow not to take advantage of the situation forgotten. Stassi had no trouble telling me exactly what she wanted. Now it was my turn to show her how good we could be together.
CHAPTER SIX
STASSI
My heart felt ready to burst from my chest. I yanked my sweater over my head. My nipples puckered not from the cold, but from that kiss and the intensity of his gaze. Using every ounce of confidence I had, I remained still under his heated stare.
Austin asked, “Are you on the pill? I’m clean. Do we need to use?—”
“Yes, and no,” I answered in a rush. No embarrassment in my voice. The time for that had long passed.
“No? Thank God.” His growl, and his blazing gaze on my achy breasts, pulled a low moan out of me. Another throb between my folds made me bolder than ever. I unhooked my bra. And with our gazes still locked, I let it fall to the floor.
“Now the rest.” His whispered command set off a sharp zap of electricity along my spine. Boldly I stripped for him as he watched.
“Your turn.” I demanded.
“Oh, Stassi. It’s all about you first. Always first to receive pleasure.” He lifted me onto the counter, grasped my knees, then spread my legs wide. He dropped to his knees, his handsomeface upturned. With a naughty grin, he pressed a thumb against my clit. A long swipe followed as he teased my bud. “I dreamed of this last night. Tasting you. Making you come until you scream my name.” His tongue licked my flesh as he tasted and sucked me, my hips bucking forward. I was eager and desperate for more as each wicked swipe took me closer.
His tongue dove deep into my channel, pumping. He pressed his thumb against my clit, then swirled it over and over my sensitized flesh. The combination lifted me off the counter as the first blinding spasm hit. “Don’t stop. Right there…yes!”
The peak hit, bowing my back, and my head fell to my shoulders. My eyes were closed and I saw bright stars flash. The euphoric sensation overwhelming and glorious. And God love him, he kept working me while I chased the orgasm to the end—until I cried out his name like a prayer.
Aftershocks gripped my core as he soothed my pussy with slow, soft strokes. I shuddered, holding tight, digging my fingers into his muscular shoulders. My eyes wide with wonder, laughter bubbled up, then spilled from my lips. I’d never come so hard, and to do so with Austin felt not just perfect, but inevitable, leaving me reeling in awe.
Where had this man been hiding? Was this just pent-up sexual frustration being released by a master, or is this what I dared believe it to be? Insta love just like my most recent book. It had been my first with that trope, and I’d almost hesitated writing it, but it had flowed so well that I wondered why I’d never written a story like it before.
The saying real life is stranger than fiction or something like that, floated through my head as Austin stood, slowly wiping the evidence of my release from his mouth. He smiled sweetly, but his eyes smoldered as he quickly shed his clothes.
Naked, he swept me into his arms. “Down the hall, then which door is the bedroom?” Austin gave me little time toadmire his sculpted muscles, and damn, I wanted to spend some time learning every line, ridge, and valley along his magnificent body. But it was his erection that made me sigh.
After receiving all that passion, I now wanted to be the giver. His thick rod kissed the back of my thighs as he carried me. The friction from the head of his penis rubbing against me triggered a pool of heat in my pussy. I clenched my thighs in excitement of soon having him inside me. Mind reeling from how big he was, I almost forgot to answer him as he charged down the hallway. “Um, right.”
His chest rumbled. “You sure about that?”
“Hey, I’m kind of distracted here. I mean, I just saw a million stars and your erection is tickling my ass, so pardon a girl for enjoying herself.” I huffed.
Austin stepped into my room. Thank God I’d picked up all the clothes off the floor after days of neglect while finishing my book. He dropped me on my feet at the foot of the bed and smacked my ass. Then pulled me flush against him and said, “Oh, you’ll be enjoying yourself even more. Lie down for me, Stassi. I have a present for you.” He took himself in hand, stroking the part of him I couldn’t wait to have filling me up.
“Good girl. Now, open those curvy legs for me. Yes. Just. Like. That.” He released himself, then crawled onto the bed, up my shaking body, then lined himself up at my entrance. “I really wanted to take another taste, give you more stars, but damn it, I need to be inside of you.”
Reaching for his waist, I pulled him closer. “Yes. I want that too. Now.”
“Impatient? I like it.” Austin kissed me quick and hard, then rubbed the tip of his cock between my folds. “That’s it. Open yourself for me.” He thrust inside me, then pulled out slow. Setting a rhythm that quickly increased, and when he slammedback down, the tip hit just the right spot and sparked my second orgasm.
Austin was as good as his promise, thrusting into me until those stars burst behind my eyelids. I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts, my hands roaming his lower back, the globes of his ass, the pressure building in us both. He roared his release with his head thrown back and neck muscles straining. He was beautiful, and I was the luckiest woman alive.
