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I was louder than I’d ever been.
My voice only calmed as the peak rushed through me, and I was left with small, shallow quivers.
I gripped his hair, pulling until I moved his tongue off me. “My God. You are …”
“Fucking hungry for more. That’s what I am.”
I didn’t even have a chance to take a break, to catch my breath, before I was back in the water, sitting on the shelf that surrounded the inside of the hot tub, my legs straddling him while he positioned himself at my entrance.
“You’re going to feel so fucking good,” he groaned.
He wasn’t all the way in, just tapping, plunging in an inch or so.
But he was so big, his crown so wide, it felt like much more.
“I need you.” My claws found his skin again, digging, stabbing, begging. “Please.” I drew in air despite everything being so tight, even my lungs. “Macon, I need—”
I didn’t even have the full word out, and I was already getting what I’d asked for.
“Goddamn it,” he roared. “I’ve never felt anything so tight. So wet.”
And I’d never felt anything so smooth.
Because I’d never had sex without a condom before now, the feeling different than anything I’d ever experienced. He moved in and out with no effort, the texture of his skin so soft compared to the latex.
“You have no idea how this feels.”
But I did.
And the speed in which he moved and the way he twisted his hips and how he was rubbing my clit with his thumb were burying every thought, preventing me from speaking.
Because it was too much.
Too many feelings.
Too many sensations swirling through me.
All I knew was that I had no control over what was happening in my body, but I was returning to that familiar place, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
But he could.
And he did the moment he pulled out.
“Macon!”
The change of position caused the orgasm to fade. Before I could even realize what was happening, I was suddenly on top of him while he sat on the shelf I’d previously been on.
He wasted no time reminding my body how much control he had over me and my pleasure. Especially as his teeth found my nipple, as he placed a finger on my clit. As he pumped his hips upward, meeting me every time I lowered down his shaft.
The fullness caused my orgasm to return.
It caused his moans to get louder.
It caused his free hand to hold my hip, guiding me even though I held the control.
“Ride me, Brooklyn,” he ordered.
I knew what it would take, and there was nothing more I wanted than to feel Macon’s cum squirting within me while we both screamed out in pleasure.
