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“Fuck,” he exhales on a strained rasp.
The atmosphere around us suddenly shifts, and time seems to stand still as we watch with bated breath as his cock swiftly starts to thicken and push between us, fighting within an inch of its life to bust through those barriers of material separating us and seek out the pleasure of my deep warmth.
Our eyes peer up and lock in unison, the vibrant emerald in his irises blazing with a mixture of desire and uncertainty as he studies my expression intently.
A surge of electricity crackles around us, gradually increasing in voltage as our eyes remain locked, and finding my lungs utterly devoid of all air, I attempt to pull in a breath only to have it stolen from me when he grips the back of my neck and crashes his lips to mine.
A shocked gasp escapes from my throat as his tongue delves into my mouth and tangles with mine, his chest rumbling with a deep guttural groan as if somehow the connection is quenching a long dying thirst.
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I kiss him back urgently, the burning intensity of the kiss feeling like gasoline has just been thrown onto an open fire, and our tongues are dancing to the rhythm of its ferocious flames.
His hands roam over my body, pawing and tugging at the fabric in desperation to feel what lies beneath and squeezing my legs around his waist; I push his rock-hard erection flush against my clit. A groan escapes from his throat, and with a roll of his hips, he starts to grind his cock against my clit, sending delicious sparks of pleasure pulsating through my core.
Breaking the kiss with a sharp gasp, he dives straight into the crook of my neck, and I tilt my head back to open up for him as he devours my flesh with deep and open-mouthed kisses. His hand skates down and trails along the inside of my thigh, his touch leaving fiery trails of embers in its path. A needy whimper escapes from my mouth as his fingers tease the seam of my panties before pushing them aside and swiping his fingers through my folds.
“Hmm,” he groans and circles a finger around my clit before delving back into my folds and teasing my entrance. “You’re so wet.”
“Oh god,” I gasp when he inserts a finger inside, followed by another, and proceeds to pump in and out in a leisurely motion.
His lips find mine again, kissing me with a sense of urgency that leaves me breathless before breaking the kiss and capturing my bottom lip between his teeth.
“Does that feel good?” he whispers against my lips, and my eyes close as he increases the tempo, hitting that sweet spot inside me.
“I—” I gasp as his thumb strums over my clit, forcing my back to arch in a desperate attempt to capture the orgasm that’s teetering so close to the edge yet also seems so far away. “I want.”
“What do you want?” he murmurs, the low and deep timbre of his sultry voice sending shivers raking down my spine.
“More.”
“More of what?” He presses down on my clit harder and increases the tempo of his thrusts. “Tell me what you want.”
“I-I want you,” I beg in a breathy whisper, not caring how desperate I sound right now. Any sense of rationality has completely gone out the window. And I have no desire to stop and think about how much of a bad idea this is. I’m driven by nothing but a primal need to be consumed by everything that is Owen Parker, to feel him stretching my walls and filling me with every inch of him as he takes me in a way I’ve never been taken before. “I want your cock inside me.”
An animalistic growl vibrates from his chest, and quickly removing his fingers, he fumbles with his pants and pulls his cock free. The head of his cock teases at my entrance for a moment before he drives into me with one hard thrust, the sudden intrusion ripping a cry from my throat and making my pussy clench around him tight.
“Jesus Christ,” he groans in a strangled rasp, his whole body trembling as if it’s taking everything in his power to keep himself under control.
Burying his face in the crook of my neck, he gives me a moment to adjust to his size before he starts to thrust into me in a steady rhythm, his long thick length stretching my walls to the limit as he drives deep and hard.
“God, Mac, you feel so good,” he murmurs almost painfully, then sinks his teeth into the delicate skin of my throat.
“S-stop calling me Mac,” I stammer in a weak protest, tilting my head back and closing my ears as he trails biting kisses along the flesh of my neck and all the way up to my ear.
“But it’s mine,” he growls, his voice low and beguiling, the sheer possessiveness vibrating through his tone, making my pussy flutter around him and pleasure coil a tight band in my lower belly.
Sliding my hand down between us, I circle my finger around my clit while trailing another finger down to where we are joined and feeling the silky smoothness of his cock sliding in and out of me.
He pulls back and looks down between us, watching in awe as his cock disappears in and out of me. And seeing that look of pure unadulterated bliss on his face has my pussy clenching tight around him as an orgasm starts to build with an intensity so fierce that it steals my breath.
“Fuck yeah,” he grunts, increasing the tempo of his thrusts, the sounds of our skin slapping together along with our heavy breaths reverberating throughout the kitchen. “Come on my cock, baby.”
“O-Owen,” I gasp, reaching up and gripping his shoulders, desperately needing something to hold on to. I’m on the brink of having the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life, and I feel like I’m about to dive headfirst off a cliff without a parachute to ease the impact of the fall.
His hand caresses my cheek, the tenderness of his touch seeming to calm the inner turmoil wreaking havoc within.
“I’m here,” he rests his forehead against mine, his short, sharp breaths of exertion fanning over my face. “I’m right here with you. Just let go.”
The reassurance in his words sends me free-falling over the edge and squeezing my eyes shut, my whole body shatters with an orgasm so intense it blasts stars across my vision.
