I pushed my thighs together, flanked by his. Felt him even fuller and more acutely, every hard inch of him.
I gripped him firmly, and he said in my ear, “You know what that does to me.”
“It makes you want to fuck me faster.”
“And I’m going to.” His hips bucked as he plunged rapidly.
My breath hitched. “Yes … That is so good.”
He hit that sensational spot within that lit me up. I panted harshly as the pressure built and he thrust quicker.
“Oh, God.” My eyelids dipped, my back arched more, keeping my ass in the air, giving him the best access. “Fuck me harder,” I muttered. “Make me come.”
Greedy, sure. But I couldn’t help it. I had an insatiable need for him. And the orgasms he gave me were too electrifying to not demand more.
“Ari,” he said in a strained voice, his breath tickling the shell of my ear and sending a delicious shiver down my spine. “You’re so damn tight. So wet. So fucking perfect.”
I was far from the latter, but I certainly didn’t mind that he lusted after me so vehemently.
“I need you to come for me, baby.” His desire-roughened voice rumbled against my throat. His hips jerked skillfully as he pushed me closer to that alluring precipice.
“Dane.” The humming between my legs and the blaze in my core were too tempting not to give in to. Though I held on a few seconds more. “Right there.”
“I know.” He stroked confidently, inside and out.
Crazed whimpers fell from my lips.
“Ari. Christ.” His breath came in heavy pants with mine. “I have to feel you come.”
“It’s just so good…” But impossible to cling to, despite how much I loved climbing higher and higher. The tension reached the breaking point. “Dane!” I cried out as I shattered.
“Oh, yeah,” he said gruffly. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock.”
He slipped easily along my coated inner walls, still rapid and demanding. Keeping my climax hot and pulsating.
I stole a glance at him over my shoulder. His jaw set, his eyes filled with excitement and myriad other emotions. He was darkly beautiful. Mesmerizing.
Mine.
Love swelled within me. So, too, did his cock as he pumped heartily and barreled right to the ragged edge I’d fallen over moments before.
“You are too damn irresistible,” he told me, our gazes locked.
I felt the tremor move through his body, and then his cock surged and his body convulsed as he came.
“Fuck, yes.” He groaned. “Goddamn, Ari.”
His hot seed flooded my pussy, searing and wicked—making me come again.
“Dane.” I clenched him.
The igniting deep in my core, the release of his essence into my body, the intimacy we shared was all much more than I’d ever imagined for myself. And now I couldn’t fathom not having this in my life—not having Dane.
His sharp breaths mirrored mine, filling the quiet room. My body was limp; I was drained. But he held me to him, supporting me with an arm around my waist. With his free hand, he whisked damp strands of hair from my shoulder. I hadn’t even noticed the beads of perspiration that had popped up on my skin.
He kissed the crook of my neck, then the nape, in the spot that made everything inside me tight and tingly. I clutched him again.
“Oh, yeah,” he murmured. “Keep doing that.”