Page 77 of Burning Skies
Leaning up, he sucks on my breast as he molds the other. All the while his hips shift, so his cock moves between my legs.
When I can’t take it anymore, I sit and scoot back. We both watch as I shift my pussy over his dick. “I could come like this,” I admit.
“I’d rather you come on my cock.”Yes, please!“Get a condom out of my jeans.”
Reaching down, I go through his pockets until I find a big gold foil, which I open and roll down his length. Then I lean up to position myself over him. But since the man is huge, I need help. He reaches down to hold his base as I push back. “This isn’t working.”
A second later, I’m on my back, and he’s grinning. “I got you. Spread your legs wide, baby.”
I pull my knees up as he slides his cock through my wetness. Then he taps it on my clit, and I shiver. “Careful with that weapon.”
Laughing, he leans over me to attempt it from a new angle. Slowly, he wedges himself in, but for some reason, it feels really tight.
“Does that hurt?”
Frowning, I look down. “Pinches a little.”
“Do you have any lube?”
“No. I’m pretty wet. I shouldn’t need it.”
“Reach down and pull your pussy open like you did for me earlier, only do it lower. There’ll be less friction like that.”
I do that with both hands. I reach down between us and spread myself open. Because of the way I have my arms, I have to spread my legs even wider, and that seems to do the trick.
He slides in, and I suck in a breath because it’s a lot. But he stills to let me get used to his size. He watches me, and I nod.
Now that he’s in there, I wrap my arms around his chest, and he kisses me. He’s barely moving, just shifting his hips a little to rock back and forth, but he’s so girthy and long. It feels incredible.
I wrap my legs around him while we make out. He sucks on my neck and breasts. But when he returns to kiss me, I suck on his tongue, and something in him snaps. He starts thrusting. Long and hard and deep. God, yes.
My toes curl, and I rake my nails across his back as the pleasure builds.
All the while, he whispers words that set me on fire. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Honey. You feel so good. You take my cock so well.”
Leaning up on his knees, he lifts my hips and continues tothrust, but at this angle, he’s hitting something deep inside me I never knew existed. And when he reaches between my legs to circle his thumb on my swollen clit, my vision darkens as I come apart.
A scream of pure pleasure erupts from my body as I shake and quiver. He lowers me to the bed and thrusts hard. Once. Twice. Three times.
Then he comes on a shout of his own. His cock kicks inside me as he releases, and it makes my orgasm continue.
In a frenzy, I bite down on his shoulder, and he groans.
Panting, I lie beneath him as he stills. We’re sweaty and sticky, but I’ve never felt more content.
He shoves his face into my shoulder, and I gently run my fingers through his damp hair.
In this quiet moment, it hits me. What I’m up against with my family.
“Princess, are you okay? I didn’t mean to get so carried away.”
Am I okay? No. I’m not. If I don’t get my family to accept that I’m with Beau, I don’t know what I’ll do.
Because Beau’s who I want. Not Ian.
I clear my throat. “That was incredible.”
Closing my eyes, I press my nose to his neck and pray I’ll figure out what to do.
