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“Holy shit,” he says and starts a rocking motion backward and forward just inside, just out, and I arch with the pressure and the stretch, pushing my breasts into his chest, gasping as I lift my head and my lips slide clumsily across his jaw. He instantly dips his head and nips my lower lip, tongue soothing along after his teeth.
Just in, just out.
“Oh, Kate. Fuck,” he mumbles into my mouth.
He’s going in a bit farther each time, teasing me open, and I can’t believe after the hours of foreplay that we’re actually doing this now. I shift my legs up over his waist, opening up more, wrapping around him like bindweed until I can’t tell who’s moving, him or me. Our hips lock together, and his mouth is all over my face, smearing and urgent, taking my face in his hands as he moves all the way inside and then he stills, forehead against mine, fingers wrapped around my jaw, my temple. He kisses down my nose; I know it’s costing him to stay still. Is he doing it to relax me or …?
“This is incredible,” his voice breaks, and I can hardly answer him. Are we stopping now? Is he going to pull out? I grab his backside to keep him where he is, and he smiles against my cheek.
“Fabian, please,” I groan.
“Good,” he says, and the smug ring of his tone lights a fire in me, so I slap his ass. His eyes widen, and he props himself up on his arms as he starts to move in earnest, pulling right out and thrusting back in again, watching my face intently. But I lose him as my eyes flutter and close.
“Open your eyes!” he says. “Goddamn it, Kate. After all this I want to see you fall.”
His hand sneaks between us, and he’s gently rubbing my clit and my eyes open on a gasp. And he’s nodding at me. The intensity of staring at each other like this, with the half smile on his lips as I tighten up all the way along his cock, getting closer as his hips jerk and stutter as he pushes into me.
“Yes, Kate. Sweetheart, yes.”
The endearment sends a sharp stab through my chest.
15
Fabian
Athundercloud is building inside, waiting to dump all its rain; like no high I’ve ever had. Control is unravelling like a ball of wool. Kate is pink and disheveled under me, and I’m buried deep after hours of torture, of sitting back and tamping down the need to come, come, come. The contrast of my dark hand on her pale skin, the way she wraps herself around me like she wants to disappear into my body. She’s close like she has been so many times tonight, tightening along every inch of my cock, so swollen and tender after endless friction and pain. My balls are tucked up, stiff, and I’m trying to think of other things, to last, to last, but my mind is fused, refusing to cooperate.
She flings her hands out to the side, arching up, and I can’t take my eyes off her mussed hair and shiny face;thisis the version of Kate I want to see every time I shut my eyes. The flush on her chest as she gets close. Holy shit. I can’t take my eyes off the curve of her breasts, her hard pink nipples.
Her hand lands on my side and moves down and in between our bodies, sneaking over my hip and rubbing a finger all over the sensitive skin between my legs. No one has ever done this to me when I’ve been so close to coming. Tight threads run from my feet to the apex of my thighs, cramping my calves, and I grunt, powerless to stop the orgasm climbing up my shaft. Her other hand grabs my ass, and she grinds up into me, crushing our hands between us, and my head spins as I laugh-groan into her neck.
“I want to lick every inch of you. You think this is torture now, Fabian, but wait until you’ve had my tongue on the underside of your cock,” she whispers, and my movement falters. I don’t think she’s saying this deliberately to make me come. This is what she’s imagining in her head, and it’s all spilling out of her, like a cup running over. Like the screw that kept her wound up tight has been worked loose, letting her relax, uncensored, into what we’re doing.
This next thrust I’m sure is my last, and I let out a long groan.
“Kate.”
“God. Yes.” Her hazy eyes lock on mine.
My lips smear across hers, eyes open and a hairsbreadth away. “I’m gonna come, Kate,” I say, and her eyes widen as she moves against my fingers on her clit.
“So close,” she gasps.
The ripples of her orgasm start all the way along my length, and her body convulses. I grit my teeth and withdraw for what surely, surely is the last time. As I push back in, my foreskin stretches back and works back over my tip, and, as all her spasms surround me, my own release barrels up. I gasp into her sweaty neck; the line that has been coiling inside me unwinding at a breakneck speed, flinging me into the crashing waves. My whole groin lights on fire as I shudder, shoulders jerking, and I hunch over, collapsing down, my cock pulsing … once … twice.
Again.
“Oh … h … h … h …”
Again.
I desperately suck air back into my lungs, mouth open, dry.
Again.
I brush my lips across her cheek, rub my nose into it, smelling lemons and almonds. Suddenly so sensitive, no way can I pull out. I lift up to see blonde eyelashes resting against bloodless cheeks, and concern burns through me.
“You okay?” My voice sounds like a rusty tractor starting and I clear my throat. No response. “Kate?”
