Lucky in Love (Southern Bride 4)

My hands gripped her hips, pulling her down harder on me so that I rubbed against her clit. She moaned in pleasure and dropped her head back.

“That’s it, baby, make yourself come on me.”

“Oh, God,” she panted.

I watched her as she moved her hips, her eyes closed. This was something I could watch over and over and never grow tired of. She moved faster, the beginnings of her orgasm in the making. Her eyes opened and locked with mine as she came. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

For a moment, I had forgotten about the condom and almost pushed inside her.

“I want you, Saryn. I fucking need to be inside you.”

“Yes,” she panted as she lifted herself off me. She fumbled with the condom before finally handing it to me.

I ripped it open and rolled it on, tossing the wrapper to the floor.

Saryn moved over me and slowly sank down, causing us both to let out a moan.

“I don’t want to move. God, I want to stay like this forever,” Saryn said before she leaned down and captured my mouth once again. The kiss was slow yet filled with so many unspoken words and feelings. She moved slowly on top of me, and I was positive if she came in that moment I would tumble right along with her.

“Truitt,” she whispered against my mouth. “It feels so amazing. You feel so amazing.”

“I know, baby. I feel the same way about you.”

She pushed back and placed her hands on my chest. Her body stilled, but my cock jumped and twitched inside her. Almost begging her to take him harder and faster.

“What’s happening between us?” she asked, her eyes searching mine.

My mouth opened to speak, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I wanted to tell her I was falling in love with her and that I didn’t care if it was too soon to say it. I fell in love with her when I was sixteen.

“I don’t know,” I whispered.

She moved up and down slowly, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Truitt.”

My name on her lips sounded like heaven. I focused on keeping my right leg still and not moving my hips. Saryn moved faster and harder and I dropped my head against the headboard.

“Fucking hell, baby. God,” I ground out.

Her hands went to my shoulders. “Talk to me. Tell me what you want.”

My head snapped forward. She was blushing, either from riding me or from the words she’d just said. She wanted me to talk dirty to her and that made me smile.

“I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast until you’re screaming my name when you come.”

Her brown eyes sparkled with lust and desire, and something else that I only dared to think about.

“Yes. God, yes,” she said, her voice panting as she moved faster. “Touch me, please touch me.”

I moved my thumb to her clit and pressed it gently.

“Truitt! Yes. Yes. I’m going to come. Oh, God.”

The feel of her pussy squeezing my cock made me lose control.

“I’m going to come, baby.”

I came so hard, I swore the room went black for a moment. I tried to keep my body still, but my hips jerked as I released into the condom. It felt like my orgasm went on for days, just like Saryn’s seemed to be. Her body was still trembling when I finally felt the last of the orgasm slip away.

Saryn stopped moving, and then dropped her head to my chest and attempted to calm her breathing. My hands ran softly over her back, and I loved that she was still connected to me. Me being inside this woman was my new favorite thing.

“That. Was. Unbelievable,” she panted into my chest. The warmth of her breath heated my entire body.

“Yeah, it was.”

In a barely there whisper, she asked, “When can we do that again?”

Laughing, I dropped my head back against the headboard. “I wish I could tell you he’ll be up and ready in a few minutes, but I’m exhausted. You fucked the shit out of me.”

Her head lifted, and she narrowed one eye at me while giving me a beautiful smile.

“I owed you one.”

She slipped off of me and rolled off the bed. I reached for a Kleenex on the side of the bed and pulled the condom off, wrapping it up.

Saryn took it from me and disappeared into the bathroom. After a few minutes she appeared again, dressed in the same robe I had put on the night I chased Rus around the front yard.

She sat on the bed and gently wiped off my dick, giving it such attention to detail that the bastard started to come up again. Her brows rose as she glanced over to me.

“Already?” she asked with a sexy smirk.

“He may be ready, but the rest of me is exhausted.”