Page 25 of Tight Spaces

"Me too," he ground out, making her realize she’d done it again.

Good thing he didn’t find her habits irritating.

"Not irritating. Sexy. Oh, shit." His big body shuddered as he bottomed out inside her.

Their eyes locked, neither of them moved. The moment felt too profound. It was supposed to be just sex, but there was something going on here, something she didn’t even know could happen. But she felt like at this moment, they were one being.

The look of intense concentration on his face said he felt the same, or at least something close to it.

She opened her mouth to say something, she didn’t know what, but he shook his head. And started to move.

Strong hands gripped her buttocks, tilting her pelvis just so and that tingle inducing spot inside her vagina got stimulated on the long, slow glide out and then in again.

He didn’t speak. She couldn’t. He moved in and out, one slow thrust after another.

She’d thought she’d wanted hot, hard and fast, but this was so good. So perfect. The pleasure built, and built, and built, and she never wanted it to end.

"Gonna do this for hours," he said.

"Next time." Because even with the slow thrusts, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.

And he was already so swollen and hard inside her, he had to be close too.

"Next time," he agreed as the thrust of his hips increased in tempo.

Unable to do much, the way he had her tilted, she strained against him. "Want it. Want it. Want it," she chanted over and over again, knowing that blissful release was just over the next rise.

Then he locked her knees over his arms and pressed her legs further apart while thrusting deeper than he’d done yet.

She felt her climax explode through her, taking her in wave after wave of drowning bliss. She screamed. She cried. And she came. And she came again.

Her body wasn’t even hers anymore; it belonged to pleasure.

A hoarse, masculine shout sounded above her and his body went rigid. She was so sensitive, she could feel the pulse of his erection as he came too.

She wondered what it would be like without the condom, without any barrier between them.

"Dangerous, professor, damn dangerous."

Oh, man. She had to stop thinking out loud, or she was going to tell him she was falling for him...had fallen for him and in a way that was anything but casual.