ReBoot (MAC Security 4)

“I’m close,” I say when he pulls his lips away from mine, placing open-mouthed kisses on my neck and down my chest. My voice is low and I’m a little embarrassed that he’s making me lose myself so quickly. But it’s been so long, and it doesn’t matter how many times you relieve yourself, it’s never the same.

“That’s it, baby. Let go, I’ll catch you.”

He buries his face in my chest, sucking on my nipple and causing that tingle that started low in my back to turn into fireworks. My back bows and my hand grips the back of his head as I ride the orgasm out.

My hand goes slack and I open my eyes as he pulls back, capturing me with those eyes of his. I thought I’d be embarrassed and want to run and hide, but instead, all I want is more. He watches me for a beat and then slowly grabs my thighs, lifting me up and wrapping them back around his waist before he hesitates.

“We can stop—”

“No,” I interrupt, diving for his sweatpants and yanking them down. My eyes widen when I watch his erection spring free and I can’t help but stroke it with my fingertips, feeling how soft and hard he is all at the same time.

“Hmmmm, you gotta stop, baby. Otherwise it’ll all be over before I’ve even started.”

I flutter my eyes closed and let my hand drift off it, pushing my chest out as I push my hips toward him, signaling for him to do what he’s just said.

“Last chance—”

“Evan?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Will you please fuck me?” Holy shit, did I just say that?

He chuckles. “Whatever you say.” I gasp as he thrusts inside, his head leaning into my neck as he groans against my ear. “Fuck. Me. You’re so tight.”

“Mmmm.”

I move my hips gently, wanting—needing—him to move. He’s driving me crazy.

He pulls back, his eyes meeting mine and not moving away as he pulls nearly all the way out and thrusts back in again. His hands settle on my hips, pushing and pulling to match his stride as he thrusts into me over and over again. Hitting my G-spot each and every time.

There’s so many sensations that I’m in overload and I don’t know what to do, how to act, so I let my body do the talking and soak it all in.

“Fuck,” he groans, picking up his speed even more and hitting my G-spot again, making that tingle start low in my stomach.

“Yessss,” I moan, gritting my teeth as my orgasm takes over my whole body, my back going ramrod straight as it crashes through me. I pull him closer, holding him tight as it works its way through me, rendering me incapable as I clamp down on him.

He picks up his pace, thrusting inside harder and faster before he stills, his dick pulsing inside of me as he groans, “Lex.”

I relish in the way he says my name and close my eyes, letting the afterglow wash over us.

I forgot what sex feels like: I never want to stop. I’ve never felt so good about myself than in this moment.

The way his arms wrap around me, holding me to him like I’m the only person in the whole world that matters. The way his eyes sparkle when he pulls back, not showing one tiny drop of regret, instead showing something that I’ve never had directed at me before.

“We kinda did things a little backwards.” He chuckles, still inside me.

“I guess we did.” I grin, pushing the hair out of my face and linking my hands behind his neck.

“I should really ask you out on a date.” He smirks, moving his hips and causing me to groan against the sensitivity.

“I guess you should.”

“Lexi…”

“Mmmhmm?”

“Would you like to go on a date with me on Saturday night?”