“Yes.”
“Not yet. Keep riding my cock and I’ll reward you later.”
She pulls a fast one on me.
She responds by bouncing off my balls.
The unexpected movement takes my breath away.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
My cock twitches, desperate to come out and play.
She gasps, and her body shakes, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
She’s close.
“Come hard for me, Keira.”
“Oh, God, Rhys.”
“Don’t hold back.”
“Oh, Rhys, I’m there—” A sob escapes her lips, and she cries out as she gives in to her orgasm.
It’s a thing of beauty.
Her head drops to my chest, and she circles her arms around my neck, pressing her satiated body against my aching cock.
Her breath is as ragged as mine.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.” I drop a soft kiss on the top of her head.
I feel her smile against my chest.
“You okay, dimples?”
She nods.
“You’re sure?”
She nods again.
“Good.” I pry her arms loose.
She meets my gaze, her eyes wide with questions.
“On your knees.”
Chapter 27
Keira
That was mind-blowing sex.
My inexperience shines bright because I didn’t even know that was possible. I had no idea you could ride a guy’s covered cock and come your head off.
That blew dry humping my pillow way out of the water.