Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

I pull back enough to groan. "Get on your stomach."

She pushes herself up, but I don't give her time to get into position. I wrap my arms around her waist. Pin her to the bed.

Her breath catches in her throat. "Fuck." She looks back at me, daring me to split her in half.

I hold her in place as I tease her.

My cock strains against her.

With one quick motion, I fill her.

"Mmmm." Her legs spread wider. Her groan gets louder.

I sink into our position, her back against my chest, her ass against my pelvis, her thighs against my hips.

She arches her back to meet me.

Fuck, that feels good.

Like it's where I belong.

But it's not enough.

I need her coming too.

My fingers dig into her hips. "Touch yourself. I want to feel you come."

"Dean…" She shifts to her right to make room for her hand.

I wrap my arm around her chest.

Pull her closer.

There's no space between us. All of her is against all of me.

She's all mine.

And I'm all hers.

She turns back. Brings her lips to mine.

I kiss her as I pump into her.

She rocks her hips with mine.

Strokes herself.

Pushes herself right to the edge.

She pulls back to groan. "Fuck. Dean." Her fingers curl into the white cotton sheets. "Dean."

My name rolls off her lips again and again.

Her cunt pulses around me as she comes.

Fuck, that feels good.

I lose track of everything but her flesh against mine.