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“Fuck, are you close?”
She licked her lips. “Everything feels warm.”
“Damn, you are close. Strap, now.”
She fumbled with one side and her tight little breast swayed with its freedom. I ached to grip her waist. To drag her closer to the edge she was teetering on.
But she seemed to want to run the show. And I’d let her.
For now.
I opened my mouth to take as much of her as I could, sucking strongly on her nipple until it popped from my mouth.
“Beckett.”
“Are you going to come on my jeans? Just from this? From your little dance for me?”
She shuddered. “I might.”
My arms shook as I gripped the chair. A chain reaction of muscles locked with each stroke against my dick.
My lower spine heated with the need to shift against her. To help push her over.
I used my teeth to tug down the other strap and she pushed them off, the dress bunching at her waist.
She threw her head back. “That breeze. God, more of that. I’m so hot.”
So there was a bit of the wine involved. I’d learned that when she was buzzed, her internal temperature spiked.
I tipped my hips up, so she arched into the night breeze. Goose bumps raced over her water soft breasts, heightened the raspberry hue of her nipples until they were so tight, I couldn’t resist a taste.
She gripped my shoulders and rode me, lost to the moment and the onslaught of her first orgasm.
“That’s it. Come for me. Come on me.”
She rocked harder, faster as she used me to get off. The friction made me grit my teeth. The pleasure and pain coalesced into heat, and still, I let her go.
Her fingers fumbled with my belt, and I tried to dissuade her. This was enough for me, but she was too far gone. I couldn’t deny her anything she needed.
She rose onto her knees, pushing at the fabric of the dress, her underwear.
“Let me touch you.”
“No. Take me like this.” Her eyes were tiger wild as she scooped me out of my boxers and gripped my shaft.
“Helena.” My muscles tightened as she dragged the head of my cock against her soaked pussy. Then she tucked me along the seam of her and covered me.
The glide of her softness parting for me, accepting me even as she bore down on me—all of it left me barely hanging on to a ragged sliver of control.
I had no defenses against her.
And then she squeezed every inch of me on the way down and I bit back a shout. Pleasure-soaked Helena wrapped around me like a gift.
Her arms circled my shoulders, her knees hugged my sides, her breasts flattened against my chest. There was no air between us, only the rasp of clothes and skin as she fucked me into oblivion.
She shook around me and finally, I couldn’t resist the urge to fold around her. To hold her tight against me as she shattered.
My hand slid down her back to cup her ass, controlling the tempo of my thrusts inside of her. My other arm strapped along her back and gripped her shoulder.
