Chapter 22
Gen cast her eyes downward the length of her body, watching him move between her legs. She was surprised to see that her skin had taken on a thick, glossy sheen of sweat, and so had his. She loved watching him pump in and out of her. It was one of the sexiest sights that she’d ever seen.
Apparently feeling her eyes on him, he cast his up and their gazes locked. She was taken aback by the intensity behind his, and had to squeeze hers shut to break the connection. It was just too powerful to handle.
Returning her eyes to the space between their bodies, she felt woozy at what she saw, the sight of his hard dick, stiff and covered in her juices, every time he drew out of her made her inner walls clench and tighten.
She ached between her legs, already wishing that he was inside her again. Then, in the next second, she got her wish as he plunged back into her.
This was repeated again and again until she was spinning and dizzy, lightheaded with pleasure.
She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. Every cell in her body was tingling with arousal.
She reached up and touched his face, her fingertips dancing over the rough five o’clock shadow that had sprung up overnight, reminding her that he’d slept there with her, watching over her and taking care of her.
Her inner walls squeezed tightly, grasping at his cock with all of her strength. She was so wet that he was able to plunge into her time and time again with no resistance whatsoever.
She reached down and rubbed herself while he pumped in and out of her, bringing herself to the brink of orgasm. God, she wanted that so badly, to come while he was inside her.
His eyes cast downward to her breasts, which bounced heavily with each thrust that he made into her. She smiled. She loved the look on his face when he fixated on one of her body parts– intense and a little awestruck.
He buried his head in her neck, then, breathing in deeply and inhaling her, like her scent was an aphrodisiac. Or an intoxicant. Either way, she loved the way it made her feel.
He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, keeping them still and pressed hard into the mattress. Her eyes widened, surprised at the move. But, damn. She liked it. She liked it a lot, in fact.
She lifted her hips to meet every single thrust, and before long they were moving in perfect harmony, in a rhythm that was defined by their bodies.
She could feel the energy drain out of her muscles as it was taken up by simply absorbing all of the pleasure coursing through her. She didn’t have enough strength to do both things at once, and holding herself up was by far the less important of the two.
She clenched herself tightly around him while he was inside of her, wrapping her legs around his waist to hold him in as long as she could.
He leaned further down so that his chest was nearly pressed completely up against her– just close enough so that his chest hair brushed against her nipples every time he moved, drawing a sharp gasp from her at every contact.
She clenched her inner walls in pleasure at the feeling of his thick cock invading her body and stretching her wide.
Her muscles tensed under the assault of him, but it wasn’t a negative thing. It was simply that she knew instinctively what was coming– her body was about to be pushed to the brink with electric pleasure. Her muscles were about to be stretched to their limit as they clenched and bucked under the most intense sensations.
She closed her eyes and squeezed around him as tight as she could. She felt his dick twitch and jump inside her in response to that pressure, and it made her feel proud and pleased to have caused that reaction.
They locked eyes, but it never broke the rhythm of his thrusts, or the matching rhythm of her hips pushing up to meet him. His dick pumping in and out of her was so powerful that she felt tighter with every thrust, as if his cock was growing and getting harder even as he fucked her. And, hell– maybe it was.
His grip on her hips loosened and his hand slid smoothly up her back, following the path of her neck and grabbing fistfuls of her lustrous hair.
She stretched out, arms above her head, as the molten liquid pleasure flowed through her. She came alive beneath him, her eyes growing wide and her mouth forming an ‘O’ of pleasure and surprise.
She pressed her head back against the pillow, the pleasure of his cock moving inside her almost too much for her to take. Her heart was pounding out of her chest, her breath was coming so fast that she thought she might hyperventilate. In short, he’d almost short-circuited her body with his dick. He was a talented man.
The bed thumped against the wall as he pounded into her, the metronome rhythm providing a hot soundtrack to their lovemaking.
She reached back squeezed his ass as he pumped into her, wanting him to get as deep as possible. It was maddening, this insatiable desire she felt to be closer to him, always closer– no matter how close they already were. It was like she could never be satisfied until they melted together and became one person.
She let her mind go blank, not focusing on anything but the physical sensations she felt. It was so easy to lose herself in Gavin and forget everything but him. All the stresses and worries of her life disappeared and she floated on the cloud of pleasure that he was building for her with every movement, every kiss, every touch.
Her moans drowned out every other sound as he pumped into her, and she slid her other hand around to his ass and gripped it tightly so that both of her hands were now squeezing that luscious gluteus maximus of his, loving the way that his muscles contracted with every thrust forward, feeling like they were dancing under her palms.
The pressure built between her legs as he moved, and she knew that it wouldn’t be too much longer until her entire body was convulsing in a climax.
He slid his hand down her belly as he moved inside her, rubbing her clit in small circles to hasten the onset of her orgasm and that just made it even harder to hold off.