I sat up and gripped the back of her neck, forcing her lips to mine, wedging my thumb in a bit more to massage her harder. “But I have a goal to meet.”
“Who says you can’t? There’s no reason I need to sleep tonight. Do you?”
I smiled. “You’ll be sore.”
“Gavin, I want to be sore.” She wrapped her arms around my neck. “If I can’t walk tomorrow, then tonight was the best night of my life.” Shebucked against me, her pussy closing in. “I’ve gotten everything I wanted this evening. Now, more than anything, I want to see you come.”
She didn’t pause. She didn’t slow either. If anything, she was going faster, deeper.
I bit my lip as my balls contracted. “Why do you want it so soon?”
She spread her hands over my face. “In my opinion, there’s nothing sexier. You covered in soap is a close second—and believe me, that was epic—but riding you and seeing you come, I’m positive nothing will ever beat that.”
“Then fuck me.”
Holy shit, she did.
She held nothing back, grinding like she had only one purpose, and since I kept my thumb between her legs, I knew we were reaching the same place at the same time.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
She leaned up even higher, balancing on her feet, using her thighs to drive her. “Mmm.I think I do.”
I gripped her hips, nuzzling my face to hers. “Kiss me. I want to know what you taste like when you come.”
“I think you already know what that tastes like.”
She was smooth.
“On those lips, yes. Now I want these.”
The moment our mouths collided, I let go of the little control I still had left, and with each sway of her hips, she worked the orgasm through me. The only reason I let it peak was because it was also happening in her.
I could hear it.
Feel it.
Hell, I could fucking taste it.
And when that familiar moaning sound erupted from her throat, I fully fucking lost it. I pulled my face back, thrusting upward at the same time I growled, “Emily!”
Her breath heaved, her chest inflated, and her hands bore down on my face. “Yes! Gavin, yes!” I was shocked she still had speed and powerleft, but both increased, even more so as I reared up, drew back, and met her in the middle. “Just like that, do not stop!”
“Fuuuck.” My head fell back, overwhelmed by the sensations running through my body. She was taking me all in—my cock, the cum-filled condom, the way I looked when I became completely vulnerable.
What continued to send me over that edge was the feel of her milking my dick, the softness of her body against mine, and the sound of her in my ears.
“I can’t even,” she cried.
I looked up, catching her eyes as the final drip left my tip. “Neither can I.”
Her shudders eventually stopped, so did her movements, and she hugged her arms around me, panting in my neck. She didn’t give me her face until I pulled my thumb off her clit.
But when she did, I wasn’t prepared for how beautiful she was.
“Emily ...” My voice was soft and whispery.
“In case you’re wondering, you also look like a god when you’re coming.”
