She tangled her hands in my hair. I moved between her thighs, my dick finding her entrance as if he belonged there. I kissed her for the longest time, our bodies rocking together, desperate for contact. I reached between us and teased her a bit before pulling back to look at her. She gave me the slightest nod, and I moved forward just a bit, and she sucked in a breath.
“You okay?”
“Yes. More please.”
That was my girl.
I moved in slowly, inch by glorious inch, taking my time. Making sure she was okay. And with every movement, her tight pussy squeezed around me. Nothing had ever felt this good or this torturous in my life. My forehead pressed against hers as I fought the urge to push all the way in and bury myself deep inside her before we found our rhythm. Her hands came around and gripped my ass, urging me forward.
“Come on, Lover. Don’t hold back on my account.” Her voice was all raspy and filled with lust.
That was all I needed to hear. I propped myself up and drove the rest of the way into all that sweetness and warmth.
I stayed perfectly still, and it was both heaven and hell. She squeezed me like a goddamn vise, and I wanted to relish this moment. Yet staying still was painful. My desire to move was so strong that I fisted my hands in the sheets as I waited for her to adjust to my size. Her breaths were coming hard and fast, and I looked down, tracing my tongue across her bottom lip.
“You feel so fucking good.”
She smiled, her eyes half-mast. “Now, show me how you work your magic.”
I pulled back before sliding back in, slowly at first.
Over and over.
Faster.
Harder.
She met me thrust for thrust.
Her back arched, and I gripped both of her hips, setting the pace. My lips sealed over her perfect nipple, taking turns between each breast.
A layer of sweat covered her sweet body, and I paused to push the hair away from her face. “You ready to ride me?”
“I was born to ride you, Cowboy,” she purred, and I swear to fucking God, nothing had ever been sexier.
I rolled onto my back, and she settled above me. Her tan skin glistened in the sun that was shining through the blinds, and her long hair fell down her back.
She started to move, her eyes closed, her head tipped back, and she found her rhythm.
I couldn’t stop staring at her in awe. Her tits bounced the slightest bit, her slender arms gripped the backs of my thighs, and little moans escaped those sweet lips.
My hand moved to her clit, knowing she was close.
I was moments from tumbling over the edge, and I sure as shit wasn’t going to do that without her. She looked down at me, green eyes locked with mine, as I grabbed her hip with my free hand and bucked into her harder.
With a need I’d never experienced.
She fell forward, her mouth finding mine, and she kissed me hard as her entire body quaked and shook on top of me.
The walls of her pussy strangled my cock, and I thrust one last time before my vision blurred and a guttural sound escaped my lips.
And we both continued moving, riding out every last bit of pleasure.
Moans and groans and heavy breaths filled the space around us, and she collapsed, body completely limp against mine.
Reese Murphy had always owned my heart in a way I’d never realized.
And now she owned my body, too.
Because I would never get enough of this girl.
Maybe I’d avoided these feelings for years because I’d thought she was happy with someone else. Maybe Reese had been the reason I’d never found anyone else. Because she’d been right in front of me the whole time.
She pushed up and looked down at me, a wide grin spreading across her face. “You lived up to the hype, Lover.”
“I told you. There’s lots more where that came from.” I ran my fingers up and down the soft skin of her back.
“Good. Let’s get dressed and take the horses for a ride.” She climbed off of me quickly, startling me as she did so. I wondered if it had freaked her out that we’d crossed the line. But then she gathered her clothes and looked over her shoulder. “Bring a condom. I want to do that again on the beach right before sunset.”
That was exactly what I wanted to hear.
The last two weeks had been the best I’d ever had. Reese and I had found a rhythm. She was working and had four clients now, which was keeping her busy. But not too busy for all the extracurricular activities we were having.
And by that, I mean mind-blowing, fabulous fucking sex.
I’d never had this much sex with the same person before, and I fucking loved it.
I knew every inch of her body. What made her shiver, what made her horny, what made her cry out my name.