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Just focus on her. Get her to climax. Do what Ty Christianson does best. And then think about the other shit later.
On that thought, I bite gently down on her tongue and pull away, flexing my hand in hers until she releases it. Then I slide my touch down her stomach, through the hairs at the juncture of her thighs, and softly onto her clit. It’s swollen, saturated, and her eyes spark with flames when I start circling while I maintain the pace of my flexing hips. She pushes her face closer until our noses touch, and swivels her hips, egging me on. And all the time, our stares are locked. The sight of her building. God, the sight of her. My view of wonderment is so intense, I nearly miss the fact that my own arousal, being stroked by the soft, hot walls of her pussy, is coasting fast toward detonation. I lock down my concentration, forcing my release back a few paces to ensure Lainey gets there before me. “You nearly there, baby?” I ask, scissoring my fingers and massaging her hard nub of pulsing nerves.
She gasps, almost scowling as her body starts to harden everywhere.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Yes,” she yelps, craning her head farther back and smashing her mouth to mine. Her tongue starts to stab erratically, her control slipping. So I make a point of holding it together, rejecting her kiss and pulling away. I keep the strokes of my fingers consistent.
“Come, Lainey. Come all over my hand and let me see the wild in those stunning eyes.”
My words must act like a trigger, because her body jacks before regaining control and forcing back onto my cock. “Oh God, Ty.”
The vision of her struggling tips me, my release surging forward. “Lainey, tell me,” I demand, knowing I’m close to the point of no return.
“Oh God.”
“Lainey.”
“Oh shit.”
“For fuck’s sake, Lainey.” My hip motions increase involuntarily, and just as I’m about to pull out to regain control, she goes. And Lord above, does she go. A scream of an epic decibel level erupts, her body going into spasm as her eyes, that she’s forcing to remain open, stay connected with mine. Her blues explode with wild, raw pleasure, and I’m gone, the pulses of my cock transforming into uncontrollable convulsions as Lainey watches me . . . and we share the most intimate, intense experience of my life.
The pleasure ripping through my body is so powerful, I lose control of everything. “Shit, I adore you,” I breathe, heavy and exhausted. Losing control of everything includes my mouth, it seems. Yet I have no desire to try and recant that statement. I’m too utterly satisfied.
“I think I might adore you, too,” she whispers, making a point of holding my eyes. “That was the best orgasm ever.”
I laugh, unable to stop myself. “There are plenty more where that came from.” The tips of my working fingers can feel the aftermath of her climax, in the form of steady, slow pulses. Sliding my hand back up to her belly, I remain inside her as she turns her head forward and settles on the pillow, sighing happily. Spooning. Fuck, spooning with Lainey is nearly as good as coming with Lainey. “Did you sleep well?” I ask, getting myself as close as possible, sticking my body to hers. I swear, my body curls around hers dreamily.
“Your bed is so comfortable.”
“I know. And you made the most of it.”
“What do you mean?” She turns to face me, breaking our wonderful cuddle and forcing my softening cock from somewhere it was really quite cozy. I immediately resent her for it.
“Your arms and legs were all over the place.” I demonstrate, star-fishing on the bed.
She snorts indignantly, slapping my arm playfully. “I was not.”
“Oh, yes, you were. You’re a squirmy little fucker in bed.”
Now, she gasps, but she clearly has nothing to say as she resorts to attacking me, diving on my chest and trying to seize my wrists to pin me down. Oh, please. She’s asking for it. A quick succession of masterfully executed moves has Lainey on her back, wrists pinned in place, and my body nestled comfortably between her thighs. Her eyes are wide and shocked, like she’s trying to figure out how the fuck that just happened. I cock my head, a smirk slowly spreading across my mouth. “Want to play, huh?”
“I am not a squirmy little fucker.”
I pull my most patronizing face, nodding slowly. “Just accept it, baby, and move on.”
Her nose wrinkles in distaste, her arms trying to wrench from my grip. She’s a trier, but my grip is solid. She’s not going anywhere. “You’re a cock.”
“Ooh, fighting talk. Want to take this dispute into the conference room?” I drop a kiss onto her swollen lips and force my tongue into her mouth. She surrenders in a heartbeat, and I smile when I feel her grin, having to break the kiss so I can catch a glimpse. It expands into a full-blown smile as I stare down at her. “Is that a yes?”
