Page 64 of Irresistible

“More than okay,” she says.

She leans up and pulls me down, and this time, I let myself lie flush against her, skin to skin. We both moan at the same time.

“I’m not even inside you yet, but you feel perfect.” I brush her hair away from her eyes and they flutter closed when I lean in to kiss her neck and then her lips.

Her legs part, and I press my way in, just enough to make her eyes fly open. She bites her bottom lip and I lean in and bite it myself.

“More,” she whispers.

I press in another inch and it’s so tight, her breath hitches. She wraps her arms around my neck, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I go in a little deeper. She clenches around me and I curse, burying my head in her hair as I push in deeper and deeper.

“Wyatt,” she says, her hands coming up to my face. “You feel so good.”

“I hope it’s as good as the way you feel to me,” I say, groaning as I go the rest of the way. “I already can’t wait to do this again.”

She grins, but then her eyes squeeze shut when I pulse inside of her, her walls tightening in response.

“Mmm, I won’t last long if you keep doing that,” I warn her.

She gives me a sexy smirk and tries it again, but I drag all the way out, and she whimpers, her hands clutching my ass to pull me back in. I slide into her this time with less resistance, her tits bouncing as I thrust in a few times before pulling back out, and the next time she’s ready for more. I go even deeper, giving her all of me.

“So. Fucking. Perfect,” I pant.

We’re still for a minute, both chests heaving with restraint. But then I can’t be still another second.

I lean over her, my hands on the bed near her shoulders as I pick up the pace. The sounds of us are so fucking obscene, I love it.

“Listen to us,” I say.

Her mouth parts as she looks up at me, eyes trusting and so full of desire it takes my breath away.

I want to do too many things at once. I can’t take my eyes off of her. I want her chest against mine, but I want to watch her. I love how she’s taking every bit of me and meeting me with her own thrusts, the way it feels like there are no barriers between us at all. Like every reservation she’s had about me is gone and she feels this, knows whatever this is between us is real.

I lift her leg over my shoulder and her head falls back when I keep up a punishing pace, so deep now that I’m lightheaded.

When her walls begin to clamp around me, I’m so not ready for it to end, but I reach between us and rub that sweet clit, and she cries out. Her orgasm is so intense and so tight around me, I’m a goner. I’m hoarse as I unload into her, spots dot my eyelids, and I fucking see the stars.

When the twitches slow down, her pussy still clenching around me, I lean my forehead against hers. I thread our fingers together and with the other hand, I run the back of my fingers over her cheek and kiss her.

“Are you okay?” I ask against her lips.

She gives me a shaky smile. “I have never…ever been better.”

I laugh with relief and she pouts when I pull out of her slowly. I kiss her again before getting up to take care of the condom.

When I come back, she gets up to go to the bathroom and comes back a few minutes later with the hotel robe around her.

“Nope,” I tell her, pointing at the robe. “There are no clothes at this party.”

“We’re having a party?” she teases, fingering the belt.

I tug it until she falls on top of me and tickle the robe off of her. She wiggles and her eyes go wide when she feels my cock straining for her.

“You’re not worn out yet, huh?” she asks.

“Marlow, I could be going without sleep for a month straight, and my dick would be happy to see you.” I reach up to palm both breasts and my dick jerks against her heat to prove my point.

She lifts an eyebrow and reaches over to grab a condom, sliding it on me. I hiss out a staggered breath when she grips her little fist around me.

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