Page 134 of The Hookup Experiment


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To connect without anything between us.

He kisses me as he does away with his jeans. It's a little strange, tasting him on my lips, but there's something sexy about that too. The full circle of pleasure.

He brings his hands to my hips and holds me in place.

I wrap my legs around his waist.

His tip brushes my sex. His skin against mine. Nothing in the way.

He teases me again.

Again.

Inch by inch, he slides inside me.

All of him against all of me.

I'm wet and ready. My body stretches to take him easily. And without the layer of lubricated latex—

He's so much closer.

The sheer intimacy of it overwhelms me.

The need.

The trust.

The satisfaction.

Maybe I can't share my past, but I can share this. Fuck, how I want to share this.

I wrap my arms around him.

He pulls back and sinks into me again. Slowly, patiently, like he's savoring every perfect inch.

I rake my nails against his back.

Again.

I groan against his lips.

Again.

I pull him closer with my thighs.

His body feels so good against mine. The weight of it. The warmth.

And feeling of him driving into me again and again—

This is a whole other tier of bliss.

This is everything.

I rock my hips to meet him.

We move in time together, our bodies coming closer and closer, the two of us tangled as one until he's close.

He starts moving faster, harder. His breath speeds. His thighs shake.

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