The hot grip of her walls.
I dip my knees to prevent my legs from giving out.
‘Holy fuck!’ This time, the reaction is hers, just a short hiss as she arches her back, her mouth falling open with the plea.
I push into her, as close as two bodies could be, my hilt rubbing her clit as the nails of her left hand dig into my shoulder so sharply I hiss myself. As I pull out almost to the tip, Chastity’s eyes are so blue and so clear, and she lets out the best fucking sound. It’s somewhere between a breath and a moan as her insides clench around my retreat as though desperate to keep me there.
‘That’s it,’ I growl. ‘That’s fucking perfect.’ Grasping the back of her knee, I lift it over my thigh, and with a snap of my hips, I slam back in.
‘Oh, my God!’
This time, I’m not sure if she said it or me, but all I know is as she wraps her legs around my waist, my brain shuts down. I begin to fuck and rut, her arse in my hands, my body curling into hers as though I could crawl right inside.
‘Oh, o... there it is!’ she cries. ‘There. It. Is!’ If I’d thought the exclamation weird, the thought is lost as she punctuates the words with a thrust of her hips.
My cognisance is shot. I’m deaf, dumb, and blind to anything but the feel of her underneath me. I slide out a little. Slam back in. Rotate slowly. Repeat at speed. Pound into her, again and again, not able to get close enough for full satisfaction, yet no longer capable of restraint. Her arse feels fantastic in my hands, her breathy moans in my ear fucking sublime—I both feel and hear when the moment arrives, the moment she reaches her peak. She goes rigid, her pussy grinding against me, her body taut. Taut and tight and at risk of making me blow my fucking mind.And my fucking load.
I want to devour every soft inch of her. Fuck her until there’s nothing left of me. Eat her pussy, then kiss her mouth. Bite and suck every inch of her flesh.
My thoughts are wild and my movements frantic as I try to fuck my thoughts into her. I want to be in her deeper, harder. Leave my mark inside and out. And then in one brilliant moment, everything freezes, blurring around the edges like the best kind of special effect. I feel nothing but the pound of my heart and the throb of my release, and the latent pulse of hers.
I place my head against her shoulder as the white noise retreats, the sense of satisfaction almost overwhelming as I feel her throbbing around me.
‘Oh, Flynn,’ she pants, her palm on my head.
I’m a bright bloke, but just after I come, my brains are a bit like pancake batter. Still, it doesn’t take much to realise she’s trying to push me away.
‘Not so quick, duchess,’ I growl. ‘What’s your fucking hurry?’ I place my hands on her thighs, the backs tanned against the pale of her skin.
‘My brother is staying with me.’
Shit. Does that mean no second round?
‘Pizza delivery.’ My voice is still a little hoarse, though my wits are beginning to return.
‘W-what? You’re hungry?’ I look down at her wet pussy. I could go for a bit of that.Dessert.‘I have some chicken,’ she says, her tone perplexed. ‘Would you like a sandwich? I suppose it’s the least I could offer after you...’
‘Ploughed?’ I wink. ‘I ploughed you good.’ Her eyes narrow, and if I’m not mistaken, she’s about to start shouting, so I make it quick. ‘Pizza delivery. That’s my fantasy; that’s what comes next.’ Literally.
‘What?’
‘Or I can meet you at the public library. I’m game.’
‘What?’
‘You already said that, duchess.’ I grin. I can’t help it. I’m fond of smiling in general, but I also know this kind of attitude pisses people off. Which just makes me smile all the more.
‘I’m not letting you fuck me in a library,’ she says, lifting my hands from her thighs. So I place them on the benchtop on either side of her, caging her in.
‘Next time we fuck, I get to choose the fantasy.’
And by now, I’m pretty sure the chance of her brother walking is bullshit, or else why would she still be talking? And naked.
‘Eyes up here, mister,’ she says, her fingers on my chin. ‘I’m not saying we will revisit this t-topic again.’
‘The topic of fucking?’ I lift my hand, pushing a bunch of her wild curls behind her ear.Jeeze, would you look at that. Fucking makes her ears go bright pink.‘I’m pretty sure we will visit the topic. Again and again.’ Why the fuck did I leave it this long? I’m sure as shit not gonna wait six months until I’m inside her again.
‘Ridiculous... this conversation is ridiculous,’ she says, moving her hand from my chin to smooth the curls back over her ears. ‘This isn’t happening again, Flynn. Besides, I refuse to believe your fantasy is the most basic of porn plots.’
