“You’re being such a good girl, keeping my cock warm.”
“Wait,” she gasps, swatting me away and pressing her hand to her clit like she’s trying to stave off another orgasm. “I’m so sensitive.”
I brush the damp bangs off her face. “Take your time, baby. There’s no rush.” I’d gladly stay inside her for as long as she’ll have me.
Arcing over her, I press a kiss to her forehead, then whisper against the shell of her ear. “I know, I know.”
She shudders and her pussy clenches around my cock.
I groan at the remarkable sensation. “When I’m inside you, I feel like I’m a part of you.”
Breath hitching, she wraps her arms around me, then uses her feet to slide my swim trunks down my legs. When they pool around my ankles, I step out of them.
At the same time, she removes her bikini top. “I need you to move,” she says, barely above a whisper.
As she buries her face in my neck, her arms still wrapped around me tight, I rock into her. Slow, shallow, savory thrusts at first.
“How’s that?” I ask.
She lets out a shaky exhale. “Perfect.”
Before long, she turns up the tempo. While she grips my ass and grinds her clit against me for more friction, I drive into her over and over. Heat licking my insides, my vision darkening.
“That’s it, baby. Use me. Fucking use me.”
“Can you come with me?” She sobs. “Are you close?”
“Baby, my dick is buried so deep inside you. Of course I’m fucking close.”
“Ash,” she pleads. “Will you come inside me?”
The tingling in my spine grows stronger. “Is that what you want, baby?”
“Yes. Is that okay?”
Her smile does things to me. Things I’m not sure my heart is prepared to take on. And I have so many questions about what it may mean. But in this moment, I’m not thinking about any of that.
My brain is almost completely consumed by her, but a comment one of the guys made pops up too.Not knowing the answers can’t stop you from living.
So I choose to live. I want to live inside Claire, if only for this instant. I want to make her feel pleasure like she’s never felt before.
I slow my movements so I can savor the sensation of being inside her.
“Yeah, baby. I’ve got you. I’m with you. Come on, Claire,” I grunt. “Come with me.”
Her muscles grip my shaft like a vise, milking me as I rut intoher as deeply as I can. Exhaling a shuddering breath, I collapse on top of her and revel in our shared ecstasy. When I inhale against her neck, the faint smell of chlorine fills my lungs, along with the sweet vanilla scent of shampoo I’ve grown accustomed to seeking out like a drug.
She shivers beneath me, and I pull back a fraction. As tears fall from the corners of her eyes and disappear into her hairline, my stomach lurches. “Shit. Are you okay?”
I start to draw back farther, but she holds me steady around my waist.
“Fine, fine,” she replies, wiping at her face. Though the hitch in her voice tells a different story. “That was intense, but I’m good. I promise.”
The aftereffects of her climax cause her pussy to pulse around me, and when my dick twitches naturally in response, her muscles flutter again.
Claire giggles, the change in emotion confounding me.
With confusion swirling in my head, I scrutinize her. “What’s so funny?”
