She gasps, grinding harder against me.
“That’s it,” I encourage.“Take what you need.”
Last time, she pushed me over the edge so fast I didn’t stand a chance.
I grab her hips, guiding her movements, and she gets the hint instantly.Neither of us is undressed.She’s dry humping me like she has all the time in the world, and I don’t even care.I want her flushed and aching and just as uncomfortable as I am.
I pull her shirt down just enough to kiss her delicate skin on her chest and up to the base of her neck.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders.“Brant—”
“I’ve got you.I promise,” I say.“I want to watch you fall apart.Need to see what you look like when you come.”
She gasps into my mouth as she grinds her pussy against my cock.I capture her chin and bring her gaze to me.
“I want to see you.”
I feel her legs start to shake, her breath catching as she nears the edge.She looks like she wants to slow down, to savor it.But I don’t let her.I grip her hips harder, rocking her against me, thrusting up to meet her rhythm.
“You feel so good like this,” I tell her, my thumb dusting her bottom lip.“I could watch you like this all fucking night.”
Her eyes roll.
“I want you to come in your pants too,” I growl against her lips.“Now.”
She smirks, her breathing ragged.“Of course you do.You don’t want to be the only one.”
“No,” I admit.“I want you wrecked and feeling as good as you made me feel.”
I drop my hand from her face to her clit.
She grinds harder, her body moving with mine.Her eyes flutter shut, and the second her lips part on a gasp, I know she’s close.It’s not just the friction or the heat, it’s her.The way she moves, the sounds she makes, the smart-ass mouth and the wildness under her skin.
“That’s it.Come.”
I can see it, but more than that, I can feel it.
Her whole body goes tight, and then she comes…hard.
My name spills from her lips, “B-Braaant.”And I catch it in my mouth, kissing her gently.
I hold her through it, letting her ride it out against me until she collapses forward, forehead resting on mine.We’re both panting.
I move one hand to her back to gently stroke it, and the other holds her head.Neither of us moves as we both catch our breath.
“You okay?”
She nods against me, tilting her chin up so I can see her eyes.
I brush her hair away from her face.“Better?”
She smiles lazily.“Mmm.So much better.”
I trace my thumb along her jaw, memorizing her face right now as my pulse still races.“Good.”
I’m in no rush to move; there’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.
“We should probably…” she starts, but doesn’t finish.
