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I looked into her eyes as I really started fucking. Sweat covered our skin, beads of perspiration dotting my forehead.
It felt like I was so deep inside of her, touching every inch of her. God, it was good, so good. I curled my arm around her waist, and she wrapped her legs around my hips tighter, holding on to me as I took her. The sounds of our flesh slapping together, of her wet skin moving along mine in a very filthy, erotic way, had my pleasure mounting. The sounds that came from her were soft, clipped, and had me nearly exploding right then and there.
“Fuck.” I ground the word out and closed my eyes for a second before I opened them again. I slammed into her especially hard, groaning at the feeling, watching as her head slammed back against the wall. When I pulled almost all the way out, and then slowly pushed back into her, I was a little gentler, but fuck was that hard.
I went back to kissing her, fucking her mouth until I felt like my lips would bleed from the passion that came from the act.
God, I’d never felt this way, never even thought it could be this intense when I envisioned being with Kennedy. It was so much more.
With each passing second, I didn’t give her slow and intimate, but fast and hard. That’s all I could do right now, all I could give either of us.
“I want to see you come, want to feel you milking my dick until we both go over the edge, Kennedy.” I reached between us and pressed my thumb to her clit, rubbing it back and forth. With my cock deep in her pussy, and my thumb on her clit, my breathing came in short pants.
I slammed into her twice, applied more pressure to her clit until I knew she was going to get off, but right when I sensed she’d come for me, when her breathing increased and her pupils dilated, I slowed my motions.
“I knew you’d feel this good. I dreamed about it, fantasized about it … jerked off to the image of it more times than I can count.”
I couldn’t control myself. I started thrusting like a madman now.
In and out, faster and harder.
I got lost in the sensation, in the power that filled me by being with her.
“I’m going to come,” she cried out, and I felt her inner muscles clench around my shaft.
I kept thrusting until I knew her pleasure was dissipating.
I wanted to come, wanted to explode deep inside of her, but instead, I pulled out of her. A gasp left her, and she stared at me wide-eyed.
“Why’d you stop? Why’d you pull out?”
There was nothing I could say, so instead of saying anything, I held on to her waist with both of my hands, turned away from the wall, and started striding to the bedroom. I needed her surrounded by my things now.
I just needed her.
Chapter Fourteen
Kennedy
Roman had me on the bed a second later, the sheets smelling like him, intoxicating me, causing my heart to race and my breath to come out in short pants.
This was really happening.
Roman covered my body with his and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I heard him inhale deeply and couldn’t stop myself from closing my eyes.
“You smell so good.” He ran his tongue up the length of my throat and goosebumps popped out along my flesh. “Taste so good.” Roman pulled back and instantly claimed my lips, pushing his tongue into my mouth, drawing a gasp from me.
“God,” I breathed out, feeling lightheaded from the way he made me feel. He continued to kiss me, and then moved his mouth down my neck to lick at my pulse that beat frantically right below my ear.
“How does that feel?” he whispered.
“Incredible,” I responded immediately.
He groaned, and the vibrations on my throat went right to my clit. A gasp left me, followed by a sexual moan.
“Say that again.” He cupped one of my breasts, and I gripped the sheets, pulling at the fabric, trying to stabilize myself. Roman was nestled between my thighs, his dick so hard as it pressed against my pussy. He thrust gently against me, his erection sliding up and down my slit.
“It feels incredible,” I managed to groan out. I stared at the ceiling as he started to lick and suck at my nipple. The room spun from my arousal, the hint of my buzz seeming to intensify the entire experience.
He tweaked the stiff peak he wasn’t sucking on with his forefinger and thumb, rolling it between the digits, making the blood rush to the surface. It felt so good, he felt so good, and he knew just the right place to touch me that lit me up faster than pouring gasoline on an open fire.
