Austin pulls me into a fierce kiss, all tongue and teeth, as we stumble toward the bed. I drop back on to the mattress, waiting to feel his weight on top of me. Waiting to feel him hard against me. I’m beyond ready for more.
He pauses, looking at me laying on the bed. Now is usually the moment when I get self-conscious about my body, but he’s staring down at me like I’m a goddess, and fuck, I feel like one, too.
“Don’t move,” he says, warning with one finger. “Stay just like that.”
He takes two steps to the dresser, rummaging in his washbag. There’s enough of a pause that I have a second to panic. Austin’s a former pro athlete. I’m sure he’s certainly slept with girls who have, like, tricks in the bedroom. Many girls, probably. With many tricks! I don’t have anything like that.
But what I do have is genuine, madwoman desire for this man to fuck me senseless. It’ll have to do.
Austin returns with a condom, rolling it on with firm strokes. The easy way he touches himself makes me whimper as he finally joins me on the bed, covering my body with his.
Yes!
I arch up, claiming his mouth with a greedy kiss, and then his hands are on me again, massaging my ass with firm strokes, plucking at my stiff nipples and then ducking his head to lick and tease them until I’m gasping. God, I could explore this man all day, tracing over his hot skin, feeling his body flinch and groan. He’s hard against me, and I reach for him, palming the thick length of his cock until Austin tears away, wild-eyed.
“Not gonna last,” he warns me.
“So don’t.”
I pull him down again so we’re on our sides, wrapping my legs around his waist in a blatant invitation that Austin doesn’t hesitate to accept. He
finds my entrance and pushes into me, groaning deep in his throat.
Fuck. It’s thick and deep and perfect, and when he gives me that last inch, I moan in pleasure, immediately arching my hips.
Taking him all the way to the hilt.
“Jenn,” he curses, voice strangled in pleasure, and damn, I feel it everywhere. His hand finds my nipple, pinching right as he thrusts into me again. This time, I cry out at the delicious friction. I buck against him, wanting more, already mindless for this man. This moment.
He thrusts again, his hands tracing my body appreciatively. Then he grips my ass hard, right as he goes deep, and to my surprise, I feel my body tighten again. “Oh my God, I’m—I’m close,” I blurt, and he manages a chuckle.
“Don’t sound so surprised. You can be damn sure, baby, I’m going to get you there, every time.”
The way the casual endearment rolls off his tongue his hot as hell.The heat builds, sharper inside me, and I can’t believe it.
I just came minutes ago, and now this slow grind is going to send me over the edge again? I’d be embarrassed except that Austin looks at me hungrily, then finally flips me onto my back. He draws me knees up at the just the angle he needs—that we both need.
I reach my hands up to brace against the headboard, and Austin tilts his head at me, smiling. He’s teasing me, and I laugh a little in reply. Yes, I did just position myself in anticipation of getting—how did Millie put it?—absolutely railed.
“Stop teasing,” I gasp, clenching around him.
Austin gives me another heavy-lidded, lustful look. “And what?” he teases, reaching down between us to tease my clit.
I look back at him, not blinking. “Fuck me. Hard.”
His eyes widen at my bluntness, but his surprise is quickly replaced with a flash of pure possession. He grips my wrists with one hand, bracing himself above me, and drives inside me, hard enough to make my body shake.
God, yes.
I cry out in pleasure, arching up to meet him as we find the perfect rhythm. Again and again, he thrusts deep, and I yell his name with every hard stroke, loving it. I’m louder than I have possibly ever been in my life, spiraling upward. All conscious thought is gone for me. It’s just sensation as my body hurtles towards my climax.
“Yes! Yes!”
The bed is shaking, I’m screaming the place down, and then Austin’s voice is growling, filthy in my ear. “Come for me, baby. I need to feel this sweet pussy go off.”
He slams into me again, and I break. My climax rips through me in a blaze of ecstasy, so sharp I could scream.
So I do.