Page 87 of Over the Line


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I shiver, arch just the slightest bit, notching the head of his cock at my entrance, sinking down the barest amount, feeling the burn of him stretching me, the ache in my pussy to take him all, the shakiness of my legs and the way my head spins and—

One hand on my hip pushes me down.

The other slides up to dive under my bra, cupping my breast, rolling my nipple.

Both beams of pleasure—north and south—collide and then I’ve got him inside me, filling me to the brim, making me cry out as his cock bumps against my womb, as his fingers tighten just on the right side of rough.

“Move,” he orders, but he’s already doing that, already thrusting against me, fucking me even thoughI’msupposed to be the one ridinghim. He’s taking over, and—

And I don’t give a fuck.

It’s glorious, especially when I drop my hands to his chest, slide them to his abdomen, feeling all of the strong muscles of his torso working as we grind together, as he thrusts his cock into me.

Again.

And again.

Andagain.

“Oh God,” I groan, head falling back. “That’s good. That’s—”

He sits up, going deeper, and—oh fucking yes—that’s better.

“So. Fucking. Beautiful,” he grunts, fucking me slow and deep and sure. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”

I shiver, my pussy convulsing, pleasure gathering between my thighs and—

He presses his thumb to my clit.

I jerk, eyes going wide. “Lake,” I whisper.

His hazel eyes spark with heat, burn into me, pin me in place. Then his mouth curves up into a sexy smile. “I’m going to need you to come now, butterfly.”

“I—”

That thumb presses harder.

Pleasure spirals through me, tightening in my belly, between my legs, a storm gathering before—

He thrusts up harder, the fingers around my nipple squeezing, and his mouth latches onto mine.

Rough. Slow. Deep.

Sure.

And…explosion.

I feel my pussy convulsing around him as that taut pleasure bursts out from my middle, spreading like wildfire through each of my nerves. It increases as his thrusts speed, as he somehow fucks me harder, as he stills, cock buried deep, mouth breaking away from mine, my name in the air.

Fucking beautiful.

Fuckingperfect.

Thirty-Four

Lake

By the timeI pull my head out of my ass and focus enough to get us dressed, Nova and I are half frozen.

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