Sexy.
Her body is kissed with sweat from the effort, and I give her a moment to adjust before pulling back, then sinking back in.
“Take all of me,” I groan.“Every fucking inch is for you.”
We move together, building up momentum.
She moans louder as I thrust harder and faster.Her grip on me tightens, her fingers and her pussy.
Her hips are rolling too, grinding to meet mine.
I’m so deep in her I swear I can feel her heartbeat through my cock.
I’m doing everything in my power to rock her world.
From the moment she looked up at me on the couch, it was a given she was going to rock mine.
“Oh God.I’m close,” she moans.
I want her to finish first.Not only because it’s the right thing to do, but because I want to watch her lose control.
“Come on my cock, baby.Let me feel you come undone.”
I shove myself up onto my elbows, taking her breast in my mouth and sucking hard.
She twists and grinds on me, her body clenching as she cries out.
When she comes, it’s sweaty and real.I want to imprint every moan, every flutter, every arching curve on my memory forever.
My release is intense, an explosion of pleasure starting at the base of my spine.
Stars.
All I see is fucking stars, andher, and if there’s a heaven, it’s this moment right here.
I fall back, and she collapses onto me.
The thudding behind my ribs matches hers.Our skin sticks together, her floral scent settling over me like a blanket I want to wrap around me.
“You were right,” she murmurs.“That wasn’t so bad.”
I shift up on my elbows to stare down at her.“Not so bad?!”
Nova’s lips curve, her eyes dancing with humor and satisfaction.“Okay, it was really good.You’re so sexy, with or without clothes.This is just one more way to have fun together.”
The pleasure from her words hits in a different way than the orgasm.I love how honest she is with me.
“You’re the sexy one,” I murmur, brushing her hair from her face.“Thought I might die if you tapped out early.”
She grins.“I’m guessing there are other ways to finish you off.”
“Uh-huh.You keep talking like that, I’ll show you.Sooner than later.”
I slip out from under her long enough to dispose of the condom, then return, tugging her over me again.I’m stroking her hair when her words cut into my thoughts.
“You don’t seem like the kind of guy who panics.”
“Hmm?”
