“Fuck yes,” he mutters. “Now bury it and ride me, baby.”
I set a pace that makes my toes curl, grinding down on him and taking him deep, then pulling back just enough to make him swear. My hands brace on his shoulders as my hair falls forward, and I rock my hips, so slick and needy and completely unashamed.
His breath stutters, hands sliding down to my ass, spreading me wider as I ride him.
“Look at you,” he growls. “Riding my cock like you want me to give you everything.”
I whimper, hips stuttering.
“You gonna let me? Gonna let me fuck you full and give you the world?”
“Oh my god.” The words slam into me. “Yes—fuck—give it to me.”
His palm cracks against my ass, sharp in the open air. I moan, and my thighs shake as I grind down harder.
“There she is,” he murmurs, spanking me again. “So fucking pretty when you take it.”
I gasp, riding him faster now, chasing the burn and the fullness and the way he’s looking at me like I’m the only thing that exists.
He watches my face as he lifts one hand to his mouth and sucks his fingers slowly, eyes locked on mine.
“Tell me,” he says. “You like this too?”
My breath stutters. “Reid—”
He brings his hand back down, dragging it lower over my back. When his fingertip presses lightly against my ass, my whole body shudders on a loud moan.
“Fuck,” I pant. “Yes. Yes—don’t stop.”
He grins and presses in a little more, just enough to make my thighs widen while I grind down on him, desperate and soaking.
“That’s my girl,” he groans. “So fucking put together until I spread you open and remind you who you belong to. Keep riding.”
I arch into him, hands dragging down his chest, mouth catching his in a messy kiss. It’s sloppy and too wet, but I don’t care.
“I love you.”
“Love you too.” He kisses me harder. “So fucking much.”
His hands clamp down on my hips, and he starts to thrust up into me, just enough to steal my rhythm and push me right to the edge.
“Fuck—Reid—”
“You want my cum?” he growls. “Want me to fill you up?”
“Yes,” I sob. “Please—fuck—please fill me.”
He grabs my ass, holds me down, and bucks up hard once, then twice.
“Fuck, Carina—fuck.”
I shatter around him hard, my body shaking as I cling to his shoulders, and his cock pulses inside me. He groans through his teeth, spilling deep while I tremble and grind and take all of it.
When it’s over, I collapse against his chest, and he wraps his arms around me immediately, keeping me seated and full of him.
He kisses the side of my head, and I hum.
“I should tell you I love you more often.”
