Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

But, fuck, I need her.

And right now—

She groans into my mouth.

She rubs my tip with her thumb.

I push her panties off her hips, then help her get them off her feet.

We're naked in our bed in our apartment. This is our fucking life, and it's a good fucking life.

But I still have to ask myself—

Fuck.

That last coherent thought leaves my brain as she climbs on top of me. She straddles me and presses her palms against my shoulders.

Slowly, she lowers her body onto mine.

My cock strains against her.

Then it's one delicious inch at a time.

"Vi…"

"Fuck, Ethan…" Her green eyes are heavy with desire.

She rocks her hips against me. The friction is fucking divine, and she feels so fucking good.

Knowing that I'm bringing her all that pleasure…

That it's our bodies joining…

God damn, I'm so fucking cheesy now.

But I don't care.

I bring one hand to her hair and pull her into a deep, slow kiss.

I bring the other to her hips and use it to guide her.

And we stay locked like that, bodies moving together, tongues dancing, all that need and affection pouring between us.

We stay locked together as she comes on my cock.

As her cunt pulses around me.

As her groans vibrate over my skin, all the way to my fingers and toes.

I flip her over and pin her to the bed.

She wraps her legs around my hips and pulls my body into hers.

She tugs at my hair.

It's like she can't take a single hint of space between us.

Fuck knows I can't.