Page 159 of Bad Boy Breakaway


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“Efficient. I like it.” I wind my arms around her waist, pulling her back up against my chest. A tiny moan escapes her lips and her eyes flutter closed, her hand reaching back and twining in my hair.

“We’re going to be late to the bonfire,” she murmurs.

“I don’t care.” I kiss up and down her neck, across her shoulder. Her skin’s soft and smooth beneath my lips. My tongue darts out, licking and tasting her. I trail my lips down her arm, sucking her finger into my mouth.

“Bennett…” she whispers, swaying on her feet. I grip her hips, pulling her into me and crushing my mouth to hers.

“Tori.” I cup her cheek in my palm, smooth my thumb over her jaw. She’s so damn beautiful. I graze her lower lipwith my teeth, nipping and sucking. She opens her mouth to me and I slide my tongue in, swirling around.

Wild and centered at the same time.

She does that to me.

Reaching behind her back, she unhooks her bra and lets the silky fabric slip away from her chest. I cup her full breasts, rolling the rosy buds between my finger and thumb. The skin pebbles under my touch and I suck the nipple into a sharp point, first one, then the other.

She shimmies against me, rocking her hips into mine, seeking friction. I break for one second, tugging my shirt over my head and kicking out of my pants.

“We’re moving in the opposite direction of ready,” she murmurs, her fingers tracing the sharp lines of my biceps.

“Ask me if I care.” I scoop her up and toss her lightly on my bed, a soft giggle falling from her lips.

I want to stay here — like this, with her — the rest of my days.

Hooking my fingers in the sides of her panties, I slide the scrap of fabric down her legs and toss them to the floor. I kiss my way back up her thighs, gliding my tongue through her wetness, savoring her. She writhes beneath me and I grip her hip, holding her still.

“You gonna let me do this my way or not?” I tease, her cheeks flushing pink.

She huffs out a sigh of impatience but spreads her legs wider for me.

“Just like that. Good.” I dip my head down, licking and sucking, feasting on her body. She arches off the bed and I circle her clit with my tongue, applying pressure.

“Bennett…” She moans my name, her fingers twisting in my hair. I keep going, lapping at her juices until she’s bucking beneath me.

I slide two, then three fingers inside her and her muscles contract around my hand. Curling my fingers, I find the spot that makes her wild.

“Oh my god, Bennett…” she screams, trembling with her orgasm.

“That’s my girl, taking it. Just like that.” I keep going, wringing every bit of pleasure from her body.

I love making Tori come undone. Want to do it the rest of my life.

Climbing up her body, I take her mouth. Long and slow, our tongues tangling.

Like we have all the time in the world.

Smoothing her hair from her face, I line myself up and sink into her. She wraps her legs around me, arching up to take all of me.

“Tell me who does this to you.”

She gazes up at me, flushed and radiant, as I thrust inside her. Long, hard strokes, sinking deeper.

“Bennett.” My name’s a whisper on her lips, a promise between us.

Her nails scrape against my back as I drive into her, pushing us both to the limit. She falls over the edge again and I follow right behind, pulsing inside her.

“Fuck…” I collapse on the bed, pulling her onto my chest.

She snuggles into me, her foot running up and down my calf. “We’re very late.”