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“Do you like what you see, Shawn?” I ask. I raise up on my tiptoes, and I wiggle my hips. “Do you want to touch me? Or am I going to have to do it myself?”
His throat bobs, and he closes the distance between us. He bends over, folding his body into mine. “We can keep pretending we’re just fuck buddies, Lacey, but you’re wearing my shirt with nothing underneath it. What about this feelsfaketo you?”
Nothing,I want to yell.
There’s no warning before he slams into me, a thrust so forceful, I tip forward and almost fall face-first onto the couch. My blood runs hot and electricity cackles at the tips of my fingers. I grip the cushions to stay upright, and Shawn reaches his hand around to pull the shirt up to my neck.
“Fucking love your tits. Want to cover you in my cum.”
“You can.” I gasp as he gets an inch deeper, the roll of his hips deliriously satisfying. “I’d like that.”
He grunts out his appreciation as his mouth settles on my left shoulder, sucking the skin there like it’s his key to survival. His hand doesn’t know where it wants to be; pinching my nipple or circling my clit, an alternating pattern that’s too much stimulation but not enough at the same time.
Shawn trades out his thumb with the heel of his palm, and I grind into him, unabashedly chasing a high. I’ve never been self-conscious about what I like in the bedroom, but for the first time in my life, I feel myself justletting go.
Enjoying the moment.
Savoring him and the way he makes me feel sogoddamngood.
“You take me so well, Lacey girl,” he says, and fire licks up my spine. It’s a heady rush of heat I’m desperately clawing for. “I like watching you like this. I like having you like this. I love when you come on my cock, sweetheart. It’s our secret, right?”
That’s all I need.
My orgasm rushes over me and sweeps me out to sea.
Shawn doesn’t stop, one hand still between my legs and the other clasped around my throat, taking every burst of pleasure from me he can get.
He’s greedy for it, and I give him everything I have until the pulse of delight dulls to a quiet hum. Until my legs quiver and my hips slam back against his, meeting him thrust for thrust.
I’m exhausted.
Bone-achingly tired and perfectly sated, but I want to get him there, too.
I want to be the one to push him over the edge.
I reach behind me and put my hand on his stomach. My fingers fan out across the hard lines of his muscles, and he stops immediately. I slide him out of me and sit on the arm of the couch.
“I want to be good for you.” I tug his shirt over my head and throw it to the floor. When I push my breasts together, his eyes go wide. “Use me, Shawn.”
“Fuck,” he curses, his thighs bumping into my chest and his hand weaving through my hair. His jeans sit around his ankles, and I love that he never bothered to take them all the way off, too caught up in the moment. “Careful, Lacey. You keep saying things like that, and I’m never going to let you go.”
Good,I think.
Don’t.
I sit up a little straighter. I lean forward from my hips and take his cock between my breasts. I rub him up and down, and he pulls my hair tight.
“You like to be the one to take care of me, don’t you, Shawn?” I ask, and his pupils are as dark as the night sky. “I want you to come. I’d like that a lot.”
His hand wraps around his shaft, and he gives himself three rough tugs.
“Lacey,” he whispers, a warning before his release covers my chest. Sticky and salty, it clings to the top of my breasts. A little gets on my shoulder, too, and I like that it’s hard for him to control himself around me.
I run my hand through the mess. Shawn pants as I bring my fingers to my mouth, and I swear he’s already half-hard again. My tongue licks up the length of my finger, and I hum.
“Good,” I whisper. I put my clean hand on his thigh and swirl my tongue over the tip of his cock. “So good for me, Shawn. I like watching you come undone.”
He blows out a shaky breath, and he rests his weight against the couch. For a minute, I think he’s going to fall over before he rights himself and hooks his fingers around my chin.
