Her laughter shakes her chest, and I get distracted for a second. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Ridiculously happy,” I offer.
“And cheesy as hell.” She rolls her eyes.
“You love it,” I murmur against her lips as I drag my cock through her wetness.
“I honestly do, and it’s only mildly irritating.” She hooks a heel around my ass and pulls me in.
“I’m not done yet.” I bite her shoulder again before shuffling down her body, kissing as I move. Once I’m between her legs again, I shove her legs open and press a kiss to her clit.
“Yesss,” she hisses.
As much as I want to continue this sweet torture, I’m about to lose all of my control, and getting her an orgasm before that point is my number one priority.
I nip at her clit before I lick everywhere I can touch. Her hands grip my head and shove me closer. Her moans are a symphony I need to hear more of. I snake my hand up her leg, sliding one finger inside of her, causing her back to arch and her screams to fill the room. My dick grinds into the mattress on the verge of losing my shit like a teenager, but I barely hold on. I slip another finger insider, crooking my finger to hit the spot I know will send her to the moon in minutes.
“Arlo!” Her chant is the only thing I hear as her thighs close in around my head and her body tightens up with her orgasm. I wait for her to come down, and once her thighs release me from the greatest prison there is, I move up, gripping her neck as I kiss her like my life depends on it.
Ripping my lips from hers, we both pant as we catch our breath, but I barely give us time to do so before I notch my cock at her entrance and slide in with one smooth stroke.
“Holy shit,” Rina breathes.
“God, you feel good. So fucking good. I just want to bury myself inside of you and never leave.” I grunt as I thrust hard, shifting us up the bed.
She wraps her body around me, making sure every possible inch of skin is touching. Her gasps fuel a part of me I didn’t realize I had. This need to own her, to ravage her so she knows I’m the only man that makes her feel this way takes over.
“Tell me it’s only me. Tell me we’ll make it through everything together,” I whisper as I roll my hips.
“It’s you, Arlo. It’s always you.” She’s breathless, barely able to get the words out, but I hear them and it sends me spiraling.
My teeth find that spot at the junction of her neck and shoulder again, clamping down as my thrusts pick up and I grind against her clit.
Her legs and arms squeeze me as tight as possible as she grips me and pulses as she comes. The feeling of her coming around me, knowing we can overcome anything, sends me over the edge.
She collapses under me, and I thrust hard once more as I come.
A crash sounds around us as the mattress drops us to the ground. Rina’s tinkling laughter tightens her around my dick. I groan, still trying to figure out what just happened through the haze of my orgasm.
“What the fuck?” I breathe as I pull back from our entanglement and look around.
Chapter 29
Rina
We broke the bed.
We broke the fucking bed, and I can’t stop laughing.
“My builds would never break,” I gasp out through my laughter.
“How the hell did we break a bed?” Arlo sounds like he’s in shock, and it only cracks me up more. I can’t say I’ve ever broken a bed while having sex, but it’s definitely one for the records books.
“You were a little aggressive,” I offer with a giggle.
He rolls off of me, and I immediately feel the loss. I’m not sure what just happened outside of the bed breaking, but this felt like the start of something special. It wasn’t just sex; it was pouring our love into each other. It was showing each other that we’re all in.
“Was I too rough?”
