My cock was trapped between us. I rocked back and forth gently, watching her come apart slowly as I drew my erection along her clit. I nibbled at her lower lip before sealing my mouth over hers.
She groaned against me, pressing her nails in my skin, desperate and demanding. I loved it.
I was touching every part of her within reach, but I wanted more. When I deepened the kiss, we stumbled backward into the room. I tried to gather my faculties long enough to think where to head. Left? Right? Straight ahead? I was too lost in her for that. She was all I could focus on.
The couch. That was near, and she’d be comfortable. We lay down, laughing. But Sienna’s laughter faded into a moan when I nudged the tip of my cock along her entrance, teasing her. I propped myself on an elbow, watching her part her legs. When I pushed the tip inside her, her eyes fluttered closed. She rolled her hips, but I pushed them back against the couch.
“Why the rush?” I whispered, kissing her chin.
“Winston...”
Despite being desperate for her, I slid in inch by inch, wanting to savor our connection. When I was inside her completely, I didn’t move for a few seconds, just basking in this incredible feeling. Heat and energy zipped through me. Light perspiration dotted her skin.
I buckled, reaching for her breasts, placing open-mouthed kisses on the upper swell. I loved feeling the rhythm of her breath. If I remained still long enough, I could feel her heartbeat against my lips. Only, I couldn’t stand still at all. I felt a bone-deep need to touch and kiss every part of her. I slid in and out of her, claiming her body, her thoughts, her love. Feeling her unravel beneath me was incredible. Cupping one ass cheek, I hoisted her on one side, driving so deep that a blast of pleasure shot along my cock, from the base all the way to the tip.
I had access to her neck this way... and with every thrust, my pelvis pressed against her clit. I could feel it every time she pulsed around me.
My muscles tightened until my body held so much tension that I knew I wouldn’t last too long.
“Come, baby. I want to feel you come all around me.”
I stilled the movement of my hips, bringing my hand over her clit, drawing slow, deliberate circles with my thumb. She grew so tight around me that I thought I was going to lose my mind. I was sure of it. This was too good. Too intense. But I didn’t pause, didn’t even slow down. I wanted to tip her over the edge, watch her succumb to pleasure—feel it.
When she gritted out my name, her inner muscles clenched so tight that I could barely breathe through the pleasure. I pushed my hips forward the next second, unable to stay still anymore, pushing in and out of her through her orgasm. I kissed her shoulders and her neck before capturing her mouth, tangling our tongues in the same wild rhythm. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted to claim every inch of her, feel that she belonged to me completely.
I came so hard that my entire body clenched tight. My muscles were burning, but I didn’t stop, didn’t relent, just kept rocking in and out of her until we were both spent.
Then I shifted us until she was on top of me, lying with her cheek on my chest.
I drew my fingers lazily up and down her back. My woman had worked up a sweat.
“Don’t,” she chastised.
“Don’t what?” I tried to sound innocent. Failed.
“Don’t laugh at me for being sweaty.”
I just couldn’t help myself and chuckled. “How did you know I was going to do that?”
She looked up at me, propping her chin on my chest, wiggling her eyebrows.
“You have this way of touching me when you’re holding back laughter. Dead giveaway.”
My woman knew me well.
“I’m so tired, I can’t even get up from here,” she murmured.
“Works for me. I get to touch you all I want like this.”
“Pervert. Taking advantage.”
“Always.”
I placed my hands on her ass, fondling it. She tightened her inner muscles around me.
I groaned. “And here I thought you were too tired.”
“Not for this.”