There’s a rumbling in Beckett’s chest that feels like a purr against my skin, and I wrap my arms tightly around his neck.
Beckett thrusts into me, as deep as he’ll go. His pelvis presses against my clit and I’m so close. So damn close.
“I’m yours, Baby.” His hips flex, putting that pressure right where I need him. “Just as much as you’re mine.”
The truth of his words mixed with another roll of his hips is all I need to explode.
From one heartbeat to the next, my orgasm grips me, pulling me under the wave of sensation.
Beckett’s movements become quicker, harder, deeper.
My fingers claw at him, pulling him as close as he can get. His arms circle under my back, holding me tight, as his body goes rigid, and he spills deep inside of me.