Swing and a Mishap (Summersweet Island 2)

“Oh my God!” flies out of my mouth along with my hands smacking down on top of the freezer as Shepherd just lines himself up and fucks right into me with one hard jerk of his hips.

He holds himself still deep inside me, so thick and full and perfect it takes my breath away. His arm tightens around my body while rapid-fire curses pant out of his mouth pressed right against my ear.

“Fuck. Jesus. Holy shit. Give me a minute.”

I feel his cock pulsing against my walls, and I whimper wanting more, swiveling my hips and making Shepherd let out a choked groan, taking no more than the minute he needed.

“Hold on tight, baby,” he growls against the side of my neck before all hell breaks loose in the best way possible, and he fucks me already.

And because deep down inside he’s still a gentleman at heart, he keeps that one arm tightly around me to protect my body from smacking into the front of the freezer as he starts moving. There’s nothing I can do but hold on tight as Shepherd brings his other hand back between my legs, working my clit with his expert fingers as he drives his cock into me over and over.

“Yes, yes, oh God, this is so much better than missionary,” I chant as Shepherd takes me against the freezer. Because that’s what he’s doing. His fingers build me higher and higher as he works my clit, and his cock claims me as he plunges it into me over and over.

“Goddamn, your pussy is like a fist around me. So fucking perfect and tight.”

“Wha… uhhhfffuck…”

I don’t even know what’s coming out of my mouth at this point, and I don’t care. This is the best moment of my life, and I want it to last forever, but there is something about that dirty talk coming out of Shepherd’s otherwise sweet and romantic mouth right against my ear. It has me hurtling faster and faster to my release, my hips jerking erratically against his hand while his fingers slip and slide and swirl faster and faster around my clit.

“Jesus… Jesus,” Shepherd mutters, peppering kisses down the side of my neck as his hips slam against my ass. “You take my cock like a goddamn dream, baby. Fuck, I’m so glad you’re mine.”

No matter how many times I’ve dreamed about this moment with this man, absolutely nothing compares to reality and hearing him call me his while he makes all my dirty fantasies come true. Every lackluster, boring, missionary position moment before this, where I never even came close to getting off, is instantly bleached from my mind, and nothing remains but Shepherd saying and doing dirty, dirty things to me in the back of the Dip and Twist.

“Say something else. Say something else!” I demand, Shepherd’s laughter rumbling through his chest pressed against my back as he bends me over the freezer more. My feet spread out a little more, and I arch my back right when he thrusts into me roughly.

His arm that was holding me tightly leaves my body, and his hand smacks down on top of the freezer next to mine when it makes him sink so deep inside me we both let out choking moans. As he moves against me harder, his fingers swirl faster and faster around my clit.

“You like it when I tell you how good you feel while I’m fucking you?” he asks in a low voice, my whole body shuddering at his words when I feel him smile against the side of my neck. He pulls his cock all the way out and then slams back inside me, making the air in my lungs leave me with a whoosh when he answers for me, since I clearly can’t speak now. “Yeah, you do.”

Shepherd starts moving in earnest now, deep then shallow thrusts inside me, and my hands slip forward more on top of the freezer. My eyes squeeze closed, and my mouth drops open as I pant and whimper while he keeps whispering deliciously dirty things in my ear. His free hand that he smacked down next to mine on top of the freezer suddenly wraps around my ponytail. A completely inhuman sound comes out of me when he grips it in his fist and then tugs my head to the side, giving him better access. While his fingers work masterfully between my legs and his thrusts get rougher, Shepherd trails his tongue up the side of my neck, ending with a sucking, biting kiss right under my ear.

“Come on, baby,” Shepherd whispers, his fingers on my clit moving in a rapid diagonal pattern, my orgasm building and building with each panting breath he speaks against my ear and each swipe of his fingers. “Let me feel that tight pussy milk my cock.”