Page 54 of Shooting Star Love


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She nodded, and I saw that I wasn’t the only one struggling with what this meant.

“I need you, too. This doesn’t have to mean anything.”

Hearing her say that this didn’t have to mean anything did not sit right with me. This did mean something. I had feelings for this woman. Feelings I had no right to have. Not only because she was off-limits but also because we wanted two very different things in life.

I wanted a wife, a family, stability, and to remain in my hometown to raise my kids. She wanted a career and the bright lights of the big city. She was destined for great things. Even if she did feel the same way about me as I did about her, we could never be together.

Which meant this shouldn’t happen. Just like the first time we were together shouldn’t have happened.

“This can just be about tonight,” she whispered as her hand reached between our bodies, and she gripped my cock in her hand.

Her thighs parted as she teased her sex with my manhood. I lifted up and looked down at where our bodies were intimately touching. She moved my engorged head up and down her slit. Her opening pulsed against my sensitized tip.

Arousal flooded through me as I felt and watched her tease both of us.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

“Yes,” I gritted out as my jaw ticked and I leaned my forehead against hers.

“Do you want to be inside of me?” Her voice was strained.

“Yes,” I managed to respond through a clenched jaw as beads of sweat formed at the base of my neck.

She lined the head of my cock up with her slit, and her thighs fell farther apart. “Then take me.”

Her hand released its hold on me, and urgency swelled in me as I drove into her in one forceful push. She gasped as her hands moved to my shoulder blades. Her fingernails dug into my skin as I pulled out and then entered her once again. Her inner walls clenched around my throbbing member as I continued to drive in and out of her.

Our bodies soon found a rhythm that had her thighs trembling around my hips. As much as I wanted to allow myself to go up and over the edge with her, I wasn’t ready for this to be over. If I drove into her one more time, this would be over.

Using one arm to wrap around her waist, I flipped our position so that I was lying beneath her, and she was seated on top of me. Her thighs straddled me on either side. Her hands landed on my chest as her hips rocked, with me still embedded deeply inside of her.

I kept one hand gripping her waist, while the other cupped one of her breasts. Her hair fell over her shoulder as her fingertips dug into my chest, and she began to move above me. My forefinger and thumb pinched her nipple, rolling it and squeezing it as she lifted up, then lowered down, taking all of me.

Seeing her on top of me, riding me, taking her pleasure, drove me straight to the edge of oblivion once again. It seemed none of my tricks worked with her. Our chemistry and her sex appeal were just too much to fight.

I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer, and I did not want to reach my climax alone. I moved the hand that had been cupping her breast down between her legs and began to rub my knuckle against her swollen clit.

As soon as I made contact, she gasped, and I felt her inner walls clench around my steel-hard manhood. Her tight canal continued to milk me as she rocked her hips, and I tweaked her swollen sex button with my middle finger.

“That feels so good.” Her eyes closed as her expression morphed with pleasure.

“Look at me,” I instructed gruffly.

I wanted her to be looking at me as she came. Her eyes opened, and she stared down at me.

“Good girl.” I pinched her nipple with just enough pressure to get her over the edge. Her mouth fell open in a gasp, and her stomach muscles contracted. Her chin lowered as her nails dug into my chest.

Once I knew she’d reached climax, I tightened my hold on her waist and thrust my hips up as I pulled her down on me, so I was buried deep inside of her, and my own orgasm claimed me. My entire body shuddered as I surrendered to the white-hot eruption. A harsh groan of completion tore from my chest as a frenzy of bliss infused through me.

When my body relaxed and the orgasm waned, I opened my eyes and found Ruby lying on my chest. Her head was rising and falling with my labored breaths. One of my hands moved up and down the soft skin of her bare back as the other ran through the silky strands of her hair.

“Will you spend the night with me?” I asked.

She didn’t reply, and it felt like time stood still waiting for her response. Finally, she nodded her head and whispered, “Yes.”

It was a small victory, but one I would take. She’d said that this night didn’t need to mean anything. I wanted to show her that it did, and that’s exactly what I planned to do.

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