Page 181 of The Upper Crush


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He dropped his forehead to the bed with a thump as desire pounded through him, urging him to take her hard and fast. Taking a breath, he forced himself to move slowly, pressing in an inch. She moaned, and he clenched his jaw. The sound was like being shot in the dick with Viagra.

Keep. It. Together.

She angled her hips up and he pushed in a little further. She was so tight, so hot, so perfect he didn’t know what was going to blow first—his cock or his mind.

‘More,’ she whispered.

He kept his face buried in the mattress as electricity shot through every nerve. He couldn’t raise his head and look at her. His imagination was enough to bring him to the brink. If he gazed at her flushed features, her perfect body beneath him, he would be completely undone.

Eye on the prize.

He couldn’t fail. This was the ultimate job interview, and he couldn’t fuck it up.

Nudging deeper, he tried to put his focus elsewhere—anywhere. But every thought, every feeling, sprang back to the sensation of his cock easing inside her.

‘Oh, god, yes, yes, more,’ she murmured.

Her voice poured yet more fuel on his internal fires, making his hips jerk forward, burying himself deep.

‘Oh!’ she gasped. ‘Yes!’

She circled her hips and he clenched every muscle, white light flashing behind his eyes.

Control!

Raising his chest, he braced his weight through his arms.

‘You ready?’ he growled.

She lifted her chin. ‘Bring it.’

Withdrawing, he suddenly thrust forward with a grunt.

Estelle shivered beneath him, letting out a breathy sigh.

He did it again and again, grinding into her clit and sending goosebumps rippling across her skin.

Each time he pistoned his hips, she raised hers to meet him, sending a crashing wave of desire through his pelvis to the base of his cock. His heart was pounding, his skin on fire, but he kept up the rhythm, watching her face flush, her eyelids fluttering, her breath coming faster.

‘More,’ she panted.

He didn’t react, too focused on pushing his climax back down.

Reaching forward, she slapped his arse, sending a shockwave down to his balls.

Raising an eyebrow, he slowed his pace.

She slapped him again. ‘You’re walking. I need you to gallop.’

‘Do you now? And what’s the magic word?’

‘Now!’

Despite the lust coursing through him, he managed a cocky grin. ‘Try again.’

‘Giddy-up, Jamesy-boy?’

‘Giddy-up, Jamesy-boy what?’

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