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The flash in his eyes and the growl that rips from his throat tell me that my plea is too much for him to resist. Finally, he slants his tongue against my clit and my whole body erupts in ecstasy.
My fingers curl into the sheets as he laps me up, his tongue hitting all the right places. He spears his tongue into me, and fire licks up my spine, pleasure coiling within. His lips close around my clit, and it feels like I’m getting closer and closer the edge.
But every time I do, every time the knot in my stomach feels like it’s finally going to snap and send me tumbling into an orgasm, he relents.
He brings me up and down like a rollercoaster, getting me closer each time but never giving me the release that my body craves.
This time is so different from our first two hookups, where multiple orgasms came quickly—this time, it’s like he’s slowly building me up for one single orgasm that will make the entire world melt around me.
“I could feast on you for hours,” he growls as he laps up my juices, “for fuckingdays.”
“I need your cock, Liam,” I rasp, suddenly feeling the overwhelming need to be filled with him.
He lifts his head up, his emerald eyes piercing deep into my own. “I don’t have a condom,” he says.
“Neither do I,” I reply. “But I’m on birth control. And I’m clean. I’ve been tested, and besides … I haven’t been with anyone but you since Halloween.”
He nods. “I’m clean, too. And … neither have I.”
My chest swells with surprise. Liam, a star hockey player who has girls literally clawing at him wherever he goes, hasn’t been with another girl since we hooked up months ago?
If I weren’t looking deep into his eyes right now, I’d struggle to believe it.
But I can read the truth in his eyes.
He gathers me up in his arms and rests himself down on the bed so that I’m straddling him.
“I want to see you riding my cock, baby,” he says. Even more heat blasts through my body at his words.
He grabs two handfuls of my ass and helps me hoist myself up so that I can lower myself onto his cock. His breathy groan reverberates through the air as I close my eyes, losing myself in the heady feeling of his cock spearing deep into me.
This is the first time I’m able to actually gaze on him while he’s inside me. I press my hands to his hard, broad chest to steady myself as I rock my hips, creating friction that makes the tight knot of pleasure deep inside me swell so much that it feels like I’ll burst.
Feeling him bare inside me is a different level of bliss. He grips my hips tightly, curses falling from his mouth as his deep chest hitches while I ride him harder. Pure bliss rips through my body every time I rock my hips to feel his length slide into me.
“Fuck, Zoey,” he groans. “You ride my cock so perfectly.”
I press myself against him, wanting to feel the full contact of his body. The new position makes his cock hit the perfect spot inside me, and I’m suddenly bucking wildly against him, gasps spilling from me as overwhelming, blinding pleasure races through my body.
I feel his muscles tighten underneath me, and suddenly he spins around, pinning me under him.
He thrusts into me like a madman, his orgasm clearly building. Each thrust brings me to a new level of ecstasy, and I know there’s no escaping the climax that’s building in me. It feels like a taut string ready to snap at any moment.
Curses and groans drop from his mouth, moans and whimpers bubbling from mine, the sounds mixing in the air along with the rhythmic slapping of his hips against me.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m …” he groans.
One more thrust is all it takes for my orgasm to erupt inside me. My eyes clench tight as it feels like the world shatters underneath me. Liam presses against me and I hug him tight, feeling like I’m melting into him as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through my body.
I tremble as I feel his warmth erupting inside me. It’s such a turn on that it makes the climax even more intense.
I can’t say how long it lasts. Finally, the tightness of my muscles dissipates, and I find myself a mess of loose, quivering limbs splayed on the mattress, Liam’s chest swelling against me as he catches his breath.
He slides out of me and collapses next to me on the bed. “Zoey, that was … fucking …”
He’s at a loss for word. “Yeah,” I breathe. I still tingle all over. It’s like the best kind of buzz imaginable. My head feels like it’s floating even though it’s flat on my mattress, the sheet underneath it damp with sweat.
Right now, it would be smart to ask myself what the hell I was thinking; what the hell I’ve just gotten myself into.
