Page 69 of Locke

Her body slides down mine and then it’s a flurry of roaming hands, clothes peeling off and deep kisses in between.

We shed everything between us layer by layer, mouths finding each other in the spaces, until I have her before me, beautifully naked and fuckable.

“Get on the bed,” I order her and she does, reclining as if waiting for an artist to paint her.

I pause at that.Just one long look with the city light peeking through the blinds and falling across her collarbone.Livia is without modesty and lets me look, in turn, her eyes roam all over my body.I reach down, fist myself, and her breath catches audibly.

“I’ll give this to you later,” I say in a low rumble, before releasing my cock and moving to the edge of the bed.

I grab her ankles and spread her legs, pulling her toward me.I don’t make her wait, dropping to my knees and putting my mouth on her.She groans—low, deep and guttural—both hands driving into my hair where they tighten and pull.

I open my mouth against her and take my time.Her hips jerk and roll, so I hold her down with a forearm across her belly.My tongue and fingers find her swollen and slick.I work her with slow, deliberate circles that start gentle and focused and build with intensity.But when I sense her getting close, I ease it back down.

“Locke,” she gasps as I slide two fingers inside her and feel her clench immediately, her grip so tight.I press my thumb on her clit and she wrenches my hair hard enough to snap my head to the side.This only makes me chuckle against her flesh, and she curses me in return.

I lift my head and look up the length of her body.She’s fully spread out across the bed, legs wide, hips rolling to chase the friction.Her nipples are hard and her eyes are squeezed shut and she’s the most beautiful I’ve ever seen her.

I know now there’s no way I’ll walk away from this.

Livia’s breathing has gone completely shallow and there’s a low continuous mewling coming from her that makes my dick ache.

I close my mouth around her clit and suck hard.

Livia shatters, both thighs clamping around my head, her back arching completely off the mattress.She cries my name out and I feel it in my balls.I work her through every wave of it, fingers deep and thumb steady, until the shaking stops and her grip in my hair loosens.

I press my mouth once more to the inside of her thigh, giving her a gentle kiss, and push up from the floor.

I reach for the condom on the nightstand.My hands are steadier than the rest of me, which requires some concentration given that I am so hard it borders on actual pain.I get the rubber on while she watches me from under heavy eyelids, her fingers trailing playfully across her breasts and it’s not helping my concentration.

I crawl onto the bed, over her body.

She reaches down without hesitation, wraps her hand around me and squeezes, producing a groan that I can’t stop.She strokes once, slowly, and I drop my forehead to hers for a second and breathe.

“Livia.”

“Mmm.”

“You’re going to want to do that faster or stop entirely.”

She smiles and guides me to her entrance.I press forward and feel the tight heat of her envelop me.

So fucking tight.

I exhale slowly through my nose and work my way in by degrees, watching her face for any sign I should stop, but she gives me none.Her lower lip is caught between her teeth, her hands at my shoulders, and she tilts her hips to take more of me.

I slide in deeper and finally, my pelvis is pressed to hers.

Livia’s eyelashes flutter briefly but then she focuses on my face.The way she’s staring at me, as if this is the most perfect thing in the world, has me wondering about possibility.

“Good?”I ask, because she’s wound tight around me and I need the word.

“Very.”Then she smiles like the devil.“Don’t be careful, okay?”

That’s the last careful thing either of us does.

I pull back slowly, watching her face, and drive home hard.Her eyes go wide and her nails find my back and I do it again.I set a rhythm that has her head pressing into the pillow and her hips rising to meet every stroke.

The sounds she’s making are music to my ears and fuel to my cock.I shift my weight and change the angle.Livia’s hands are at my ass, urging me to give her more.I answer with a pace that causes the headboard to beat against the wall, and I’m sure the people in the next apartment are getting a percussion concert they didn’t sign up for.