One to Chase (One to Hold 7) - Page 47

A loud laugh. “You know damn well I’m not a prude.”

“Show me what you’ve got, sexy.”

She grins, setting her cup on the table. “You asked for it.”

“I most certainly did.”

Straightening again, she moves a finger to the button on her shirt, circling it.

“Yes,” I murmur, pressing the button. Click-click! “What else?”

She slowly unbuttons one, then the next until the fabric hangs loose over her naked body. My morning wood is raging back, and watching her body sway through the viewfinder feels like a true peep show. Her slim hands slide up to her breasts, fingers parting, allowing her nipples to peek through.

“Shit, Amy.” My cock is straining in my pants, and I watch her eyes move to my lap. They darken, but she doesn’t say a word.

She drops her head back and arches her chest up so her tight nipples point straight ahead. Fuck me. Straightening again, she puts a finger in her mouth then glides it down her chin, down the center of her chest, past her small navel, all the way between her legs.

“Hell.” I almost drop the camera as she circles her clit right in front of me. Somehow I remember to press the button Click-click! before I reach down to stroke my aching cock. “You’re killing me,” I groan.

A little sigh, and her hips rotate in time with her fingers. She’s moving it faster, massaging herself more and more. A bead of wetness coats my palm, and I’m about to blow. Putting the camera down, I scoop her up by her arms and quickly lay her back on the bed. Her thighs fall open, and it only takes a moment for me to get into position. I’m standing, ramming deep into her dripping pussy.

I’m thrusting so hard, I have to lean forward, bracing myself while her hand continues circling her clit faster. “Oh, yes!” she sighs. The deep clenching starts, and she moans and bucks against me.

“Jesus,” I hiss, finding her mouth and kissing her deeply as we rock together. One more hard push, and I blow with a loud groan. Her slim hand moves around my waist to squeeze my ass, and I thrust again.

“Ohh,” she moans, thighs trembling. “Give me a little more, Marcus.”

I thrust into her a few more times, feeling the deep satisfaction of my second come of the day.

“Mmm,” she sighs as her movements slow.

My shirt is open around her, and her body is spread out in front of me, blonde hair rippling over the sheets. She’s a fucking goddess, and I’m thinking crazy shit like proposing marriage, then kidnapping her when she says no.

I pull out slowly then climb onto the bed, pulling her with me. “What the fuck are you doing to me?”

A lazy laugh moves through her gorgeous body. “You started it.”

Lifting a lock of her hair, I thread the golden strands through my fingers. Her leg is over my waist, and she’s lying on her side facing me. “And you fucking finished it. Damn.”

Tracing a finger down my chest, she follows the lines across my stomach. It’s so familiar. God, I love lying here beside her, holding her, having her touch me. I don’t want to talk about the future or how she feels about relations

hips or anything serious. I just want to preserve this moment of us lying in bed together after the most fantastic weekend on record.

“What are you thinking?” Her voice is soft, and her finger is still lightly touching my skin.

“Hmm,” I rumble, teasing her. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“That would be precisely why I asked.”

With a chuckle, I place my hand on her thigh, stroking her soft skin. “Shall I tell you?”

“Yes.”

“Flying or invisibility?”

“Flying.”

Another laugh. “That didn’t take any thought.”

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