2X The Heat (2X The Pleasure 1)

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured and buried h

is head in my neck. He started sucking my skin and licking it, creating a hot mess inside of me.

I bit his lower lip and sucked it gently. He moaned.

Actually, there were so many things about him that I already liked and enjoyed, and I wasn’t sure how good that was. He pulled off my t-shirt and threw it to the side.

“Not wearing any bra, huh?” He grinned. “The things you do to me.”

His hands found my breasts, and I was already melting under his touch. He was so good, and I’d never been this turned on in my life, but everything was happening so fast. I wasn’t sure how smart it was to let these emotions get the best off me...

He closed his lips around my nipple, and all my doubts just disappeared. I couldn’t think about anything but the pure pleasure he was giving me, and I arched my back—impatient to feel more.

As if he read my mind, he moved his hand underneath my shorts and stopped it on my pussy. He pulled my undies aside and rubbed my clit, watching me intently. I bit into my lip and returned his heated gaze, pushing my mound closer to his hand.

“What do you want, Tessa?”

“I want you to touch me.”

“How?”

“Make me come.”

His eyes grew dark and his breathing became labored. “Hell,” he muttered and pushed his fingers through my wet folds. He moved his fingers around my swollen entrance, teasing me before he finally plunged inside. His two fingers easily slid inside, and I started moving, thrusting my hips so his fingers would enter me deeper. He licked his lips. “Mmm, you want my fingers that much?”

“I want everything. I want your fingers, your mouth, your cock—everything,” I breathed out, closing my eyes for a moment when I felt a shot of pleasure burst through me.

“Tessa,” he growled, his face taut with tension. He wanted me so badly, and he was barely restraining himself.

He added another finger, but it was still not enough. “More.”

“More?”

“Another finger.”

“Damn.” He added the fourth finger, and he was fucking me so roughly now that my juices gushed out of my pussy and soaked his lap.

I was close to my orgasm, but this still wasn’t enough. “More,” I gritted out.

He hissed, pulled his fingers out of my pussy, and moved me off his lap, finally losing his control. He pushed me to the carpet and turned me around so I was on all fours. The next moment he removed my shorts and undies from me, leaving me completely naked.

“You will get more,” he grunted and took off his scrubs in a few swift moves. A few seconds later he was already behind me, his cock with a condom pressing against my entrance. He slapped my ass as he slid inside, a mix of pain and pleasure making everything much more intense.

He brought his hand to my hair and moved his hand through it, grabbing a strand and wrapping it around his hand. He pulled me by hair and brought my upper body flush against his chest, moving roughly inside of me. His other hand grasped my breast and played with its hard, sensitive bud.

“Evan,” I cried out.

“You are so naughty.” He didn’t know just how much that was true. I needed him, to fill me more and more, and I loved it and was terrified of it at the same time. It felt like he was made for me, and I’d never believed I would get to experience such an intense, mind-blowing pleasure—to the point of not being able to think about anything but those amazing sensations in me.

“Yes!”

He moved faster now, bringing me wave after wave of burning pleasure, and I was seconds away from exploding...

“Evan!” I screamed and came hard, my pussy convulsing several times around his hard cock.

“Tessa, yes...” He groaned.

He pulled out of me and brought us to our feet. He pulled me to his windows and he pushed me against the glass and thrust into me from behind.