Falling into You (Falling Stars 3)

I cupped her tits in my hands. She pressed into my hold as I rubbed my thumbs across the diamond tips.

A quiver rolled down her spine.

“Perfection.”

I turned her around and urged her back onto the bed.

Girl naked.

Staring up at me as I flicked the button of the dress pants and shoved them down. My cock steel. Pointing toward the sky. Begging for her.

She whimpered when she saw me. Girl devouring me with those eyes. Same way as I was devouring her. “It’s you, Richard. You who makes me shake. Never before have I met a man who can command my breath.”

“You own me,” I murmured low.

The truth.

The girl was my sheer, utter undoing.

The one thing that could make me veer course. Should have known I’d been heading for her all along.

She leaned back on her elbows, her heels planted on the bed, stomach quivering in anticipation. She watched me with that molten, trusting gaze.

“You’ve shattered me.”

And I was gone.

Lost in her eyes and that stare and her heart.

I climbed up over her and kissed her hard. Demanding it all. Her sweet heart thundering in the space and her shy wickedness coming out to play.

Girl this perfect combination of innocent and vixen.

Loved that about her.

Our tongues stroked. Taunted and teased while our bodies rose to this heightened level.

Heat lapping.

Flames steadily filling the space.

Our spirits humming.

Perfected in this.

And I needed her. Fucking needed her to know what she really meant.

“Love you, Violet. Love you,” I muttered at her mouth while her fingers scraped and pled and tried to drag me closer.

I rocked back onto my knees and took hers in my hands, spreading her wide. I didn’t stall before I dove down and took a long lick through her slick, hot pussy.

Girl nearly shot from the bed. “Richard. Oh. God. Please.”

“Love the way you taste,” I growled, edging back to get a good look before I went back in and parted her slit with my tongue.

Hands fisted in my hair.

Close to painful.

It sent a shock of lust rocking down my spine. My dick so hard I could barely see.

Lust sending waves of dizziness through my head.

Rational side of me knew this should be impossible. That I shouldn’t be touching this girl. And the selfish part of me knew there was no chance I would ever let her go. “Could stay right here forever, Violet. Right here between these legs.”

She moaned, writhed, begged for more.

I gave it to her. Teasing her with my tongue, licking and suckling at her swollen, engorged clit.

Cries jutted from her mouth, and she pushed closer. “Oh. God. Richard. Love you touchin’ me. Missed it. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

Didn’t plan on it.

I pressed two fingers into the tight warmth of her sweet cunt. Her walls clamped around them. I fucked them deep, dragging them across that spot that kept making her buck and moan, licking and sucking her the whole time.

“Richard.”

The air shivered.

Crackles of greed.

I pulled my fingers out so I could spread her on both sides, and I fucked her with my tongue.

Driving her mad.

Wild.

Girl bucking and pleading and demanding more.

More. More. More.

Wanted to give it all.

My love and my life and this devotion that wasn’t ever gonna end.

I kissed all the way back along the crease of her ass, tongue rimming that hole, girl nearly coming undone right there.

I grinned.

Couldn’t fucking help it.

Loved that she loved to play.

That she trusted.

That she craved it.

Gave it.

Took it.

I edged back so I could give it to her.

“On your hands and knees, baby.”

Violet’s eyes flashed in need, and she flipped around, no hesitation, pressing back toward me as she swung her gaze over her shoulder.

Girl holding me with that unrelenting stare.

I took two handfuls of that bottom, my dick rubbing along her crease.

“Please, Richard. I’m long past teasing.”

“You need this?”

“I’m beggin’ for it.”

I grabbed myself by the base, running the tip of my dick down her cleft until just the head was dipping into the welcome of her delicious folds.

I nudged in an inch, a moan locking in my throat, girl whimpering and pushing back.

“Take it,” I told her.

She did, wiggling and adjusting and taking me deeper.

I groaned, watching my cock disappear into her body.

So good.

So right.

This girl my all.

“Yes,” I hissed.

She slammed back, taking me to the hilt.

Her thighs trembled, and I could tell she was struggling to adjust.

She was so tight. Her walls held me in a needy clutch.

No girl should feel this good.

My cock throbbed in a thousand tiny pinpricks of bliss.

“You feel that, Violet? Feel what you do to me? How good you feel? Nothing. Nothing in the world compares to this. Nothing like being in you.”

“No one. Never. Richard.”

I grabbed her by the hips and started to take her in rigid, deep, demanding strokes.

Her sweet body rocking back to meet me with each thrust.

Violet’s head was rolling from side-to-side, her hair all over the place. I grabbed a fistful of it, tugging her back so I could get to that mouth.