Page 75 of Crossing the Line


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“You look so fucking beautiful in my bed. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you, Hallie,” he says, his voice husky. I bite my lip and rub my legs together, the ache becoming unbearable. His eyes drop to my legs, and a smile plays on his lips. “Tell me what you need, baby.” I gasp as his fingers slowly stroke up my leg, my breathing accelerating as he reaches the inside of my thigh.

He stops when I don’t answer him.

“What do you need, Hallie?” he asks again.

“You. I need you.” I moan, my head falling back onto the pillow as his fingers reach the edge of my panties. My hips rise off the bed as he teases me, his fingers brushing lightly over my clit.

“Tease,” I mumble, and he chuckles, his hands leaving my panties and coming under my T-shirt.

“I need this off,” he whispers before pulling my T-shirt up and over my head, leaving me in only my panties. His head drops to my chest, his tongue circling my nipple. My whole body is shaking with desire, and I arch my back as his other hand pinches and flicks my other nipple. Leaving my nipple, he peppers hot kisses down my stomach, his tongue lapping at my skin. When his mouth reaches my panties, he kisses my clit through the material, and I raise my hips, silently begging for more.

“My greedy girl.” He chuckles as his fingers slowly pull my panties down my legs. Panting, I watch him toss them on the floor next to his T-shirt. He holds my foot, licking the inside of my leg. By the time he’s gotten to where I need him, I’m practically trembling with desire. If I weren’t so delirious with need, I’d be embarrassed he has his head between my legs. Instead, I’m desperate for him to touch me. He blows on my clit, and my hands grip the comforter.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

“God, yes. Don’t stop.”

I’ve barely got my words out before his mouth is on me. I inhale sharply, never having felt anything like it. My hands go in his hair as his tongue continues its delicious assault. When he pushes a finger inside me, I nearly fall off the bed. His one hand holds me down as the other thrusts one, then two fingers inside me. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I’m close to falling apart. Sawyer must sense it too, as his hand reaches up, his fingers swirling around my nipple.

That’s enough to push me over the edge, and it feels like a tidal wave sweeping over me, drowning me in pleasure. Shuddering, I arch against his mouth, moaning out his name as my orgasm hits me. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through my body, and it seems to last forever as his mouth draws out the last of my orgasm, my legs like a vise around his head.

When the last wave subsides, I drop my legs, my breath coming out in pants.

Sawyer crawls up my body, kissing me hungrily, and I’m surprised I don’t mind tasting myself on his lips.

Pulling out of the kiss, he climbs off the bed and removes his jeans. He’s not wearing any underwear, and my mouth waters as he stands at the side of the bed, naked. He’s perfect. Sitting up, my eyes roam over his broad, tanned chest down to the perfect V that leads to his impressive cock, which is hard and jutting out in front of him. Before I can reach my hand out to touch him, he moves to the nightstand. His eyes are fixed on me as he opens the small drawer and feels around inside. He pulls out a box of condoms.

“Can I put it on?” I ask shyly as he takes a condom from the box and opens the wrapper. I’ve no idea where my confidence has come from, but I know I need to touch him. He nods and kneels on the bed in front of me. He passes me the condom, and I grip his shaft. He inhales sharply as I touch him. His eyes stay fixed on mine, and I pump his erection, his head dropping forward as his breathing accelerates.

“Hallie…” he whispers, his hand cupping my face. I continue stroking him until his hand rests over mine. “I’m going to come if you carry on, baby, and I want to be inside you for that.”

Butterflies swarm in my stomach at his words, and although I have no idea what I’m doing, I take the condom, sliding it down over his erection. When I’m done, he gently pushes me back on the bed, bringing his body over mine.

“Are you sure, Hallie?” he asks, and I nod, knowing I want him more than anything. He kisses me as his hand reaches between my legs, his fingers circling my clit. I push my tongue into his mouth and deepen the kiss as his fingers work me up again.

Suddenly, his hand is gone, and his erection is pushing against my entrance.

“Breathe, sweetheart,” he says against me lips, and I realize I’ve tensed up. He moves his mouth along my jawline, and as I relax, he gently pushes inside me. I gasp as pain hits me, and he stills. “Are you okay?” I can hear the concern in his voice, and I give him a small smile.

“Keep going,” I tell him, and he brings his lips back to mine. He pushes again, and my hands go around him, my nails digging into the skin on his back.

“I’m all the way in, baby,” he whispers, his voice strained. The initial pain I felt is ebbing away, and I’ve never felt so full. Wanting him to move, I roll my hips, and he groans as he drops his head into my neck.

“You’re so tight, Hallie.”

“Please move, Sawyer,” I beg, rolling my hips again.

“God, I’m not going to last two minutes,” he mumbles. “I promise next time will be better.”

I giggle, only to be silenced when he pulls back and thrusts inside me again. There’s some pain, but less than before, and soon the pain is chased away by pleasure. His thrusts increase, and I find myself moving right along with him. The now-familiar ache is beginning to build, but it somehow seems like more as he hits the spot inside me that takes my breath away.

“Oh, God. Oh, God,” I chant as something builds, something incredible and overwhelming and like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I thought Sawyer touching me was amazing, but him making love to me is something else.

“Tell me you’re close, baby. I’m not going to last much longer,” he says, his breath coming out in pants.

“I’m close,” I tell him.

He reaches down between us, his finger flicking against my clit, and that sends me soaring. I’m pulsing around his hard cock, and I cry out his name, pleasure engulfing me. My orgasm must trigger his own as he shudders against me, my name a whisper on his lips.

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