Page 95 of Chasing Smoke

I fall back onto the mattress and pull him over me. Ansel nestles his hips between my legs for a perfect fit, as though he belongs there. We hold each other’s gaze as I wrap my legs around his waist and he pushes against my entrance. I hold my breath as I stretch around him. He pushes farther and then pauses, giving me a moment to ease around his girth, all the while never breaking the connection between our eyes.

He slides out a bit, then pushes in again so that he’s more than halfway inside me now. His movement lights up all my nerve endings, and a small moan slips past my lips. Finally, he pulls out again and pushes in all the way until he’s fully seated inside me.

I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so full. He holds himself still, something that appears to take an enormous amount of willpower based on the determined set of his jaw. When I shift my hips to indicate that I’m ready for him to move, he doesn’t waste any time, pulling himself from between my legs and thrusting back in.

Our lips meet as he picks up his pace, and soon it’s as though these months of circling around this joining are coming to a head. His thrusts are almost animalistic, and he fucks my mouth with his tongue the same way he’s fucking me with his cock.

His eyes are glazed when he finally pulls away from our kiss and looks down at me. “I didn’t know it could ever feel this good. It’s like you’re made for me.”

I push a hand through his hair. He turns his head and nips at my fingers.

My climax builds quickly. He must be able to sense it because he unwraps my legs from around his waist and brings them up and over his shoulders, leaning farther down into me. It causes each of his thrusts to hit that spot inside me that makes my eyes roll back into my head.

I’m panting and clawing at the sheets. “Oh god. Oh my god, yes, Ansel.”

His hips become a jackhammer, and the punctuation of each thrust sends me into orbit. I’ve never come without clitoral stimulation before, but his next thrust breaks me apart, and I come, crying out his name.

“That’s it, baby, that’s what I wanna see.”

The satisfaction in his voice prolongs my orgasm until I’m lying limp underneath him.

Ansel removes my legs from his shoulders and pulls out of me. I whimper at the loss. He moves up to the headboard, resting his back against it so he’s in a seated position, his thick shaft pointing straight up. Just the sight of it has me wanting more of him.

He pats his lap with a cocky grin. “I want to watch you ride me so I can play with those gorgeous tits of yours.”

Without protest, I crawl over to him and straddle his hips. Ansel holds himself at the base, and I slowly lower myself onto him. His hands lift my breast to his mouth, and I move on him as he sucks on my nipple. His free hand tugs on my other nipple, and the sensation runs straight down to my clit.

With a moan, I push both hands into his hair, holding him to my chest.

I move on and off his length, increasing my pace as I go on. The space between my legs hums, every nerve ending firing in pleasure. When his free hand snakes between us and finds my swollen clit, I cry out, grinding onto his hand. His teeth tug at my nipple.

“I want to feel you come around my cock, baby,” he says against my wet flesh, grinning against my breast when he feels me clench around him.

I’m close. So close. Every muscle in my body tenses as I grind against his fingers while they move against me. I tug on his hair, and when he bites my nipple, I’m done for.

“Ansel! Oh my god, I’m coming.” Bliss catapults through my body, filling me.

“I know, baby, I know. I can feel you.” His voice is laced with lust and male satisfaction while I clench harder and harder around him.

Then he’s pounding up from under me and crying out, holding himself inside me where I can feel him twitching his release.

His hand comes up to the side of my face, and he directs me down for a kiss. It’s lazy, slow, and indulgent. I wrap my arms around his neck and play with the sweat-soaked hair at the back of his head.

That was… wow. That was something I’ve never experienced before.

“Does this mean you’re officially my boyfriend now?”

He twitches inside me. “It does if you want it to.”

I nod. “That’s exactly what I want.”

Ansel kisses me again, throwing all of his feelings into it before he pulls away. “This means we’re not going to keep this a secret anymore.”

I nod. “I’m ready to move forward with my life.”

His eyebrows draw down. “Some people won’t be happy about this.”

“I know. I’m prepared to deal with them. But honestly, I don’t care. I’m not living my life for anyone but myself. Life’s too short. That’s what all this has taught me. I know who I am, and you know who I am, and that’s good enough for me.”