Page 45 of Crashing Into You


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“Fuck, you are so wet,” he whispered as his lips grazed the cusp of her ear and his fingers easily glided along her arousal-glazed folds.

Her thighs parted further as her arm moved between their bodies. Her hand covered his erection, straining behind its zippered prison and she squeezed him tightly. “And you’re so hard.”

He’d never worried about coming in his pants before, even when he was a teenager. But he’d felt like every second of this past week had been foreplay. He hadn’t been with anyone since before the crash, and he was happy everything was working.

Need, desire, and urgency surged in him as she massaged his cock over his jeans. His head moved lower, back to her breasts where he licked and suckled the pebbled peaks of her generous mounds. The tip of his finger intimately caressed the seam of her opening before concentrating his attention on her clit.

The first brush of his touch over her distended nub caused her body to tremble beneath him. He sealed his lips over her nipple as he brazenly flicked the hood of her sex.

“Oh yes, yes,” she encouraged him as he sank his teeth into her beaded knot of flesh, then licked the tip of her breast with his tongue.

“Don’t stop,” she begged as her back arched pressing her breast further into his mouth and her hand fisted in his hair.

He kept the rhythm of his finger steady as he lavished oral attention on her puckered nipples. He continued his sensual torment until he felt her body contract and then tremble beneath him. She let out a silent cry as her thighs trembled and she reached the crest of her climax.

Seb continued pleasuring her until he felt the tension drain from her limbs. When he removed his hand from her pants, his fingers were coated in her release. Her heavy lids opened as he brought his finger to her mouth and traced her lips, spreading her arousal on her before leaning down and kissing her.

The sweet tang of her juices danced on his tongue as it tangled with hers. As their kiss deepened, he felt her hands move to the button and zipper of his pants. Her fingers fumbled with his jeans until he finally stood up and removed them himself. While he kicked off his shoes and pushed his pants and boxer-briefs off she remained lying on the couch and shimmied out of her sweats.

Once his jeans were on the floor, he reached for his wallet when he remembered something. “Fuck. I don’t have any protection.”

He looked down at her, her naked body laid out before him. His cock jumped at the sight.

She grinned at the evidence of his eagerness. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill.”

Seb had only ever not used condoms with women he was in relationships with. He never trusted going bareback with random hookups. Even though he wasn’t in a relationship with Kennedy, this was the farthest thing from a random hookup there could be.

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

She nodded and parted her legs in silent invitation revealing her glistening sex. A male groan of appreciation ripped from his chest as he lowered down above her once more. He still wasn’t convinced this was the best idea, but somehow it felt inevitable. Inevitable and fucking amazing.

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Seb lowered back down on top of her. His hands and mouth were everywhere all at once, roaming over Kennedy’s body. She closed her eyes and did her best to lock all of these sensations in a memory vault. No one had ever had the power that Seb had over Kennedy’s body, her mind, her soul before. And make no mistake, that’s what he held. Power.

In the back of her mind, there was a small voice telling her that she should fight against it. If she had any chance of living a full, satisfied life after tonight then she had to resist the spell that he had cast on her. But she knew that any sort of resistance was futile. She was going to surrender fully to him and deal with the aftermath later.

The way he made her feel was just too strong to combat. There was no point. She was in too deep. If she was being honest with herself, she’d been in too deep since the first time she looked up into his eyes.

His tongue traced the outline of her areola as his hands cupped her breasts from below. His fingers squeezed her fleshy mound as her fingers gripped his hair. As much as she loved all this foreplay, her body was impatient for more. She wanted to feel him inside of her.

She reached between them and gripped his girthy shaft.

“Fuck,” he breathed out as he lightly bit her nipple.

His erection pulsed in her palm as she squeezed her fingers around him and positioned him at her opening. Once she lined up his engorged tip, she moved her hands to his hips and her nails dug into his flesh.

He lifted up and stared down at her as he pushed past the barrier of her seam and into her tight canal. She gasped as her walls contracted tightly before stretching to accommodate him. The intrusion caused a momentary sting, but it was quickly replaced with a rush of pleasure.

“Are you okay?” he asked tenderly as his thumb brushed along her jawline.

“Yes,” she breathed out, staring into his dark, stormy eyes.

He moved one hand to her hip and tilted it up. The next time he drove into her he went deeper, harder. The motion and angle he was hitting caused her to audibly gasp as her inner body clamped around him.

Her eyes were locked with his, unable to look away. There was a pleading in his gaze that she wanted to answer, but she didn’t know how. All she knew is whatever he wanted she would give him. Her heart. Her soul. Her body. Even if only for tonight, he owned her.

“You’re mine,” he gritted out as if he’d just read her thoughts.

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