“Jesus,” she called out as she dug her nails into my shoulders. “More. Lucas! More.”
With one last push, I broke through the barrier, and Hollie froze.
“Are you okay?” I asked with a strangled voice. She felt so fucking good, I couldn’t move. Her pussy was contracting still, and if I moved, I was positive I’d come, and it would be over before it started.
“I’m okay. You can move,” she said as she wrapped her legs around me.
When I didn’t move, she looked at me. “Lucas?”
“Give me a second. If I move, it might be over.”
She dug her teeth into her lower lip to try and hide her smile.
Placing her hand on the side of my face, she reached up and kissed me. I pulled out some and slowly pushed back in. I did it a few more times until we both found a rhythm, working together in a way I had never experienced before. It was as if her body knew what it needed, what it wanted, and she followed it.
“Oh, Lucas. It feels so good,” she whispered against my ear as I dropped my head and tried not to come.
“Hollie, baby, I need to go faster.”
“Yes. Faster. Can you go harder?”
I stopped moving and met her eyes. I was never letting this woman go. Never.
Hollie
Lucas paused and looked down at me, his eyes dark with lust and desire. “Tell me if it hurts.”
I wrapped my legs around him tighter, pulling him all the way into me. “It won’t. I just feel like I need more.”
He looked as if he might not move again. Then he moved, and I was taken to heaven once again. He reached for my leg, pulling it up and causing my body to move so that he could go deeper. It felt glorious.
“Yes! Oh, God, yes!”
Then he went faster. My hips moved to meet his, our bodies slapping together and making the most erotic sound I’d ever heard, not that I’d heard many. I watched a few porn movies in my time, but nothing could have prepared me for this.
“Hollie,” he said as he seemed to lose control. Yes, yes, yes. I loved it. I loved that he was losing himself inside me.
“Lucas, I’m so close. I’m so…”
And then it happened. He hit something deep inside me, and I exploded. I never thought I would be the type of woman tocry out a man’s name when I came, but holy hell and the saints above. I came so hard, I saw stars burst in the room.
His name tumbled from my mouth, and then I swore I felt him grow bigger inside me.
“I’m going to come, Hollie. Fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Yes!” I cried out as I pulled his mouth to mine. He moaned as pumped into me faster, his body going tight and almost rigid. Then he started to slow down until he stopped. His breathing sounded like he had just run a race as he held his body ever so slightly off mine. I wanted to pull him down onto me. I needed to feel the weight of him, but I was also struggling to breath in air.
When we both were finally able to speak, our eyes met.
“When can we do that again?” I asked.
Lucas laughed and gently pulled out of me. I winced at the slight pain, but it went away as quickly as it had come.
“I don’t want to make you sore.”
“Trust me, if you make me come like that even once more, I won’t care how sore I am.”
He rolled off me and lay on his back, drawing in a few deep breaths. “As much as I’d love to say I’ll be ready to go here in a minute, it might take a bit.”