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When Easton was inside me, when he was focused on giving me as many orgasms as possible, nothing else mattered to him.
“I want you to come again.”
A sentence that made me the luckiest woman alive.
And something I wanted.
But there was something I wanted even more and said, “Let’s come together.”
Just as the words left my mouth, he slowed almost to a stop. “That’s what you want?”
“Yes.”
As he sank into me, it brought an entirely new feeling. He was enticing me, challenging me to get there. An achingly slow but mighty build that was more sensual than anything he’d done tonight. His handstayed on my clit, but it wasn’t that quick swipe that I’d gotten used to. It was a gyration with medium pressure, a tempo similar to a crawl. His momentum was just as unhurried, but he buried himself each time, rooting me, making me search for that feeling. When the sparks began to fire up, his pace allowed them to simmer. The small, even steps grew to an explosive spike.
“Easton ...” My voice was a whisper. That was as loud as I could go. Everything else—my screams, my breath, my thoughts—was being taken over by him. “I’m there.”
“And not a single thing in this whole fucking world feels better than what you’re doing to my dick right now.”
I reached under my ass and found his sack, holding it in my palm, rubbing my thumb across it.
“Except when you add in that,” he groaned.
My legs were turning numb. My shoulders, which had been grinding into the relentlessly hard material, I could no longer feel. I was in a different space. Everything adrift.
Aside from what was happening between my legs.
“You’re pulling the cum out of me,” he moaned. “Drake ...fuuuck.”
I didn’t know what I was doing.
I just knew that I was on the verge of something outstanding, and all I could do was hold on and experience it.
“Don’t stop,” I told him. “Don’t”—I dragged in more air—“stop.”
He rocked forward just a few more times with a passive pace, but a force that was blunt and sharp, and it took only those pumps to get me there.
To have me screaming.
To have my back arch and my legs open from around him and for the shudders to pass across my entire body. And what made it even more pronounced was that I was watching him go through the same thing at the very same time.
“Drake!”
We adhered to each other. Fingers, legs, arms—anything we could use.
And we tremored as the orgasms rolled right through us.
“Easton!” I yelled back.
Clinging.
Loving.
The roar of tickles shot across my body, keeping me captive for several breaths until I could wail, “Yes.” I finally exhaled—“Ohhh”—when I started to come down.
Easton was holding our bodies together, moving even slower as he grunted through his last several plunges. “Fucking perfect.” And when he came to a halt, he continued, “What you do to me”—his head shook before he kissed me, softly, slowly—“there’s nothing like it.” His lips pressed down on my neck and around the top of my chest and finally met mine again. “Are you ready to get out of here and get into bed?”
My energy was gone.
