More of him holding me as close as possible.
I want everything he has to give, and I want to give him everything I have to give.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, and I’m left with one last glance before my eyes shudder closed, unable to stop the orgasm rippling through my body. Locke’s eyes are laser-focused on me, dark eyelashes framing his eyes, nostrils flaring, cheeks hollowed in. His sole focus is on us.
“Locke!” My grip on him tightens, my nails digging into the skin on his back. My heels burrow in whatever area they can, one in his back, the other in his ass. Our bodies sliding with each powerful push of his body has me tumbling fast and hard.
“Coming with you, sugar.” He dips his head, his lip meets mine, he moans into my mouth, and I greedily take each deep, guttural noise. My orgasm is earth shattering, bed shaking, and all-consuming. I’m not sure where I begin and he ends.
It’s not until we both come down from our post-orgasmic bliss that I realize Locke looks at me as if the world is narrowed to one single, sacred moment, and this is it.I’m it.
A slow smile unfurls, not cocky, not practiced, but genuine. The strong lines of his jaw, the parting his lips on a breath. His eyes that were dark earlier have mellowed out, making them appear luminous, and he’s currently drinking me in without an ounce of shame.
He unwraps my arm from around his neck and takes my hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing my palm.
“Not ready to leave you just yet.” My pussy decides to tighten around his cock in that moment. He’s still hard, not as hard as he was moments ago but still there, nevertheless.
“Then don’t.” He cradles me in his arms, sliding them beneath my back and dropping more of his weight on top of me, and, boy, do I love it. While my energy is zapped and my skin is tingling, I’m sure his is even more so, and to know some of that, alright, all of that, is from me, makes me blissfully happy.
“Yeah, gonna fuck more of my come inside you, Jade. Keep it there for as long as I can.”
“I won’t argue with that,” I say with a sigh. My legs drop from around his waist. My hips received more of a stretch than I’ve felt in a long time. I’m totally going to have to hit up a yoga class with Shae at LITHE soon, especially if Locke keeps up the pace we’re going at each other.
“Didn’t think you would,” he mutters right before he takes my mouth with another intense and powerful kiss. I’m pretty sure this is only the beginning. We still have to take a shower together, and even though walking may come with a high price to pay, I know Locke will carry me until my legs work again.
7
Jade
“Stay there and don’t move. Gonna clean you up.” Locke, true to his word, stayed inside me until his cock slowly slid out. I hated losing him, but when he’s crouched between my spread thighs, our combined orgasm dripping out of me, and him watching it, well, it’s fucking hot, and I’m pretty sure I could come again just by watching this.
“I don’t think I could if I wanted to.” The tip of his finger grazes my clit before sinking inside my pussy.
“Gave her two orgasms, and she’s still taking my finger. Cunt is so greedy that leaving her is damn near impossible,” he murmurs more to himself than to me, or maybe he’s talking to my pussy.
“Locke, honey.” I arch into the feeling he’s delivering. Whether he realizes it or not, he’s doing the exact opposite to helping me come down from my climax.
“Again?” he asks, eyes moving from between my spread thighs to my face.
“It’s you, the way you’re looking at me, the way you take care of me, and everything in between.” I don’t go into detail about how he’s the only man who’s ever taken the time to get me there. He’s never left me unsatisfied; even when we’re lacking time, Locke makes sure I’m taken care of.
“Fuck, love that.” He blows along my heated core, lazily dragging his finger in and out. I rock my hips, and he adds a second into the mix, curling them up, and I’m lost in a haze of desire.
“Locke,” I purr.
“Play with your nipples, sugar. You’re gonna need to get there, and fast.” He wraps his hand around my thigh, fingers pressing deeper and opening me further. What he doesn’t do is stop, he doesn’t slow down, and he doesn’t take a break from watching his thick fingers rocking my world.
My eyes close, my head tips back, my toes curl, and my fingers do exactly what he wants. I pinch both of my nipples, tugging and pulling. The feeling travels down the length of my abdomen, adding with what Locke is doing with his fingers, and my climax takes hold.
“Locke,” I breathe his name on a sigh. My body shudders, my fingers tingle, and I’m pretty sure my lips are numb from biting on them throughout the morning.
“Stay where you are. Grabbing a washcloth to clean you up,” he says once I’ve come down from my high, then places a kiss on my mound, slides off the bed, and walks his naked self to the bathroom. His tattoos are colorful and plentiful, covering a good portion of his toned, muscular body, but right now, I’m focused on his broad shoulders, firm ass, and solid tree trunk legs. I turn onto my side when he enters the bathroom, losing him from sight and not liking it one bit. I’d get up and follow him anywhere, especially where I know there’s a shower, but I know my man.
This is what he wants, and if I try to do anything to persuade him otherwise, he gets all growly. And, well, that only turns me on more.
Locke walks back in still naked, and this time, I’m greeted with the front portion of his body. He’s got tattoos on both arms,his upper chest, his left side, and even his thighs. I’ve spent a lot of time tracing each and every design with the tips of my fingers and some with my tongue.
“Open for me, sugar,” he says, coming closer. His cock may not be hard, but that doesn’t make it any less beautiful. He’s definitely a shower and a grower, and the absolute best in every way.
