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He lowers himself, giving me some of his weight. It’s not enough, so I wrap my legs around his back and bring him down on me harder. I feel his smile against my mouth as my need for him kicks up a few hundred notches.
“I’m clean,” he says. “Are you on contraception?”
I nod, kissing him again, feeling like I’m going to die if I don’t get more of him right the hell now. I have the injection every three months, but I’m glad he asked because I didn’t even think about contraception.
“I need you bare, sweetheart. I want to feel every inch of you. Can you feel that? You’re so wet,” he murmurs between kisses, arching his heavy erection against my centre.
“Yes. God, yes. How do you have so much patience?”
He laughs, trailing kisses down my neck before he murmurs against my skin, “I’ve gotten very good at it with you.”
“What does that…” I cry out the moment he plunges into me in one quick, hard movement.
His patience is gone.
“Fuuuuck,” he draws out before he bites down on my collarbone.
My eyes close at the sensation of his skin on mine, scorching hot and pressing against a part of me that I want to chain him to forever.
“Casper…” I claw at his back, my nails cutting into the skin. I don’t know if it’s me calling his name or the pain from my scrapes that makes him move, but he draws back and fucks me.
“Ainsley, you feel… so good. This… is… too good,” he pants between hot kisses. Our lips are glued together, tongues locked in a duel that I don’t care if I win or lose.
My body ramps up, electricity zapping at every nerve ending beneath my skin.
We stretch against each other, and I meet the frenzied pace he’s set, just as desperate as he is to come. I want to feel him come inside me. I’ve never allowed that with anyone before, and I want it all—every part of him.
“Casper, I’m close.”
“I know, I can feel you. God, you’re squeezing the life out of me.” His arm slides under my lower back, and his fingers cut into my flesh the same way I’m clawing at his back.
The feel of him—his lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth, hands palming my skin, and his cock nudging the most sensitive part of me—is overwhelming. It’s too much. I writhe beneath him, crying out, panting his name.
“Casper.”
He moans and pulls away from my mouth. The sudden gasp of air and change in position when he sits up makes me scream. He holds my hips, and I run my hands along his damp chest, feeling his muscles bunch.
Every powerful thrust of his hips sends me closer to the oblivion I crave so badly.
“Casper…Casper.”
His mouth parts and his head tilts back. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
I buck faster as he cock pushes me over the edge, smashing me into a million pieces as sparks flash behind my eyelids.
Casper thrusts a couple more times, and with a long moan of, “Fuck,” he comes hard, and then stills against me.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
We lie beside each other in his bed, trying to catch our breath and, if he’s the same as me, in a little disbelief. I’m coated in sweat, and he looks as worked over as I am. His hair is a mess where I’d tugged it. My fingers itch to thread themselves back through those tendrils.
My body is light, floating in a post-orgasmic bliss I want to live in forever. I don’t want to inflate his ego any further, but that was, hands down, the best sex I haveeverhad.
No contest.
I’m holding onto the sheet that’s tucked up to my chin. He’s looking up at the ceiling with one arm flopped over his forehead, the other resting on his chest. It’s similar to the position he sleeps in.
I should leave, but if I do he’ll get a full view of my naked body. It’s the most ridiculous thing to be concerning myself with, considering he was inside me thirty seconds ago.
