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When she began jerking every time her clit brushed him—far too sensitive—he eased his fingers out of her and stood. But before he could reach the waistband of his sweats, she was there, her fingers already hooked in and tugging them down.
He let her, stepping out of them and then swallowing hard when he saw she was on eyelevel with his straining dick. Seeing her so close really did make him feel like he was going so combust, and he searched for something to say to break the tension.
“Tarun, meet your biggest fan,” he joked, gesturing at his dick.
She glanced up at him, laughter in her eyes, before looking back down. Lips quirking up, she said, “Biggest is right. The sentiment is returned, though. I think I might just be his biggest fan.”
Holy. Fuck.
He couldn’t take any more of the tension arching between them. He absolutely had to get inside her before he made a fool of himself—all over her pretty face.
But before he could move, she reached out and grasped him in one of her fists. Eyes slamming shut, he couldn’t resist thrusting into her hand a bit. He was on a hair trigger, and the fact that Tarun was touching him—fuck.
She tightened her grip a bit, holding him firmly, and he cracked his eyes open to watch her. There was a look of concentration and awe on her face that shot through his blood, and he jerked a little in her grip. Glancing up at him, she laughed breathlessly, then looked back down as she raised her other hand.
Still holding onto the base of his dick with one hand, she gently touched the fingers of the other to his veins, tracing them lightly, so lightly he thought he might lose his mind. Slowly, gaining confidence, she ran her fingers over his length as she firmed her grip, pumping him slowly.
The pleasure was so intense, and made more so by watching her, that he didn’t know how he held on. He wanted to spill in her palm, on her face, watch his come drip down to her chest, and he was holding on by a thread. He wanted to let her explore and have her fun, though, so he called on all his control to keep himself in check.
But when she leaned forward like she was going to repeat her finger’s journey with her tongue, he had to stop her. There was no way in hell he could endure that. Reaching out, he put his hands over hers, shaking his head when her eyes raced to meet his.
“I want to keep feeling your hands on me so badly. Want to feel your mouth on me. I want to let you explore to your heart’s content. The only thing more amazing than feeling your hands on me is being inside you. But we’ll never get there tonight if you keep that up. I’m too close to my breaking point.”
She pulled away like she’d been burned, a breathless laugh on her lips. “One day, I want to finish that. I want to explore until I’m ready to stop. I want to push you past your breaking point and watch the aftermath. But not tonight. I want us to claim each other, so that can’t happen. But one day… one day, I’ll make sure it does.”
“I’m going to hold you to that, baby. Count on it.”
His voice was strained and gravelly, and he knew he was about to lose it, even if she kept her hands away from him. He pulled her up, careful to only touch her hand, and pecked her on the lips—maybe the fastest kiss in history.
Turning, he sat down, taking her place. “I want you to straddle me.”
Her eyes widened as she ran her heated gaze over him. “Straddle you?”
Nodding, he took her hand and guided her, helping her keep her balance as she placed her knees on either side of his thighs. He wrapped his arm around her waist and held her to him as he scooted back on the bed a bit more. Once he was settled, he kissed her, long and slow.
She relaxed into the kiss, and as her body eased down, she jerked back up for a moment, breaking the kiss to stare at him with wide eyes. “Oh. Oh, my. I get it now.”
“Oh my is right,” he growled, uncapable of speaking normally.
Reaching between them, he took his dick in hand and rubbed it through her folds before positioning himself at her entrance. He didn’t have to say a word, or guide her in any way—she took over, slowly easing herself down until he was fully seated inside her.
“Luke,” she breathed, her eyes tightly shut.
The feel of her tight walls squeezing him was almost more than he could bear, but he forced himself to speak. “Trust me, I know. You feel amazing, Tarun. But I don’t think I’m gonna last long.”
She laughed breathlessly, and he felt it as she contracted around his dick. Fuck, he was seeing stars. No, he wasn’t going to last long at all.
“That’s okay. I’m pretty sure I won’t, either.”
Propping her hands on his shoulders for leverage, she began moving with no prompting from him. She was a little awkward at first as she got used to it, but she quickly found her rhythm, and he cursed silently as his hands tightened reflexively on her waist.
He had a feeling not lasting long was going to be the understatement of the century. He was already on the verge of coming, and it was all he could do to wait on her. But he had to. He couldn’t come without her.
She eased up and down, gaining speed, and then changed it up. When he was fully inside her, she began rotating her hips, grinding against him. His fingers flexed and he tried not to grip her too tightly, but it was either that or come before he was ready to.
“Shit, Luke. This angle is amazing,” she breathed, burying her face in his neck.
He could feel her rippling around him and knew it wasn’t going to take long for her to come, but he was still surprised when she let go barely a moment later. Her walls were spasming, sucking him even further in, and she moaned loudly in his ear as she gave herself over to the pleasure.
