Maya’s back arches. “Oh!”
My teeth scrape her throat and I enjoy the way her thighs clamp around my hand. She’s so responsive. It drives me insane.
I map a path down her body, kneading her breast as I close my lips around her nipple to suck it through my jersey. She writhes against my hand.
“Easton,” she whimpers.
I keep moving lower, lifting the hockey sweater to trace her stomach with my tongue until I reach her mound. Pausing, I draw back just long enough to strip my clothes impatiently, almost ripping them in my rush to get naked.
She sits up to peel off my jersey. My fist closes around the hem and I shake my head.
“No. Leave this on. I want to see how you look wearing it when I make you come.”
Her eyes darken with arousal, pupils blown wide to eat up the flecks of green and gold in her hazel irises.
I hold her gaze while I position myself between her legs, teasing her with grazes of my lips until she lifts her hips and pushes my head down to eat her. I chuckle against her pussy and get to work.
She pants, faint moans slipping out of her as I enjoy myself, licking and sucking with unrelenting focus until my face drips with her wetness. I grip the material of my jersey with both fists, holding it up while I devour her.
“Oh god, there. Please, I—I’m?—”
Maya breaks off with a hazy cry, her body trembling with her orgasm. I don’t stop, determined to extend her pleasure. Her fingers scrabble across my shoulders trying to direct me up.
I continue lapping at her pussy because I’m addicted to the sounds she makes when she comes. It’s not until I have hershuddering for me again that I finally move, covering her body with mine.
“Taste it,” I mutter against her lips before I kiss her.
She sucks on my tongue when I sweep it into her mouth, making my grasp on her tighten. I grind my cock against her. She gasps when it rubs her clit.
The sensation is addictive. The slickness of her folds coats my shaft the more I glide the tip between them until the head pushes inside her.
Both of us groan. Fuck, she feels amazing. I want to keep going, desperate with the need to slam inside her and fill her pussy with my entire length without any barriers.
Tearing away from her is damn near impossible. I fumble through the drawer of my nightstand, but she pulls me back to her with an insistent tug and the most irresistible pleading noise.
I settle over her again, bracing my arms on either side of her body. She meets my eyes and bites her lip.
“Don’t,” she whispers.
My heart drums. “Don’t what?”
Maya wraps her legs around me and tilts her hips to rub against my cock. Air punches out of me in a rush as the tip enters her again. It penetrates deeper as she closes her eyes and encourages me to move with her heels pressing against my ass.
“Oh, shit, Maya,” I mutter hoarsely.
“Don’t put a condom on. I don’t want anything between us. I want to feel you.” Her breath hitches with a strangled sound of pleasure as she keeps moving to take more of me. “Just like this.”
My stomach clenches with desire and I have to lock every muscle to withstand the growing urge to fuck her senseless. Her wishes mirror my own and the fragile thread of my control is about to snap.
I drop my forehead against hers, swallowing hard. “Are you sure? I’m tested for everything regularly for the team, but I’ve never slept with anyone without one.”
“Yes. I’m on birth control. And even if I wasn’t… I’d still want this. I need to feel you, Easton.”
My mouth crashes against hers in a fiery kiss. With a growl, I draw my hips back and drive into her with a sharp thrust, swallowing her cries as I fuck her raw.
Her pussy squeezes me like it doesn’t want my dick to leave. It’s hot, tight perfection. Too perfect.
With a grunt, I freeze with my cock buried inside her, trying to catch my breath while I concentrate onnot coming.
