Page 60 of Meet Me in Berlin

Our kiss becomes more urgent as she grinds her pelvis against mine. I’m dizzy with the sensation of our hot naked bodies fusing together.

Her lips brush my neck before she nips at my collarbone and moves down to my chest, taking my nipple in her mouth.

I moan. ‘Slow. I don’t want this to end.’

Casey lifts her head. ‘Slow?’

I cup her cheek. ‘Yeah.’

She whimpers and comes back to my mouth, kissing me slow and deep. I drag my nails down her back and over her arse as her pelvis gently rocks against me. The kiss soon becomes heated again and she moves back to my breasts.

‘Okay, don’t slow down,’ I say.

‘No?’

‘No.’

Casey’s lips skim my torso as she travels down my body, stopping just above my pubic hair line. I let out a frustrated cry and glance down. She smirks and drops to her knees on the floor, slides her arms under my thighs and yanks me down the bed, causing me to gasp. She lifts my leg and places it over her shoulder, then moves her mouth slowly along my inner thigh.

‘You’re killing me,’ I moan. Then her tongue is on me, and I release a long, satisfied sigh. She groans and closes her eyes. ‘Don’t close your eyes,’ I say. ‘I need to see your eyes.’

She partially opens them; they’re black in the amber lamplight and smoulder up at me as her tongue moves in slow circles.

‘Oh, God.’ I throw my head back on the mattress, the throb in my body intensifying. ‘I can’t look at your eyes.’ I push myself against her mouth as my back arches and her tongue presses harder against me. Her fingers dig into my hips as my groans grow louder. My body burns as her tongue works faster and I’m gasping her name and grabbing fistfuls of her hair.

Finally, the intensity begins to ease. My skin tingles and becomes sensitive to the touch, and I gently push her head away with a whimper. She lifts my leg off her shoulder, kisses my hipbone and crawls back up the bed, taking me back to the pillows with her.

‘I’ve always remembered that,’ Casey whispers in my ear.

‘Brain, shattered,’ I say breathlessly.

She lets out a small laugh. ‘What?’

I grin. ‘That shattered my brain. It’s in pieces. I’m not sure I’ll ever think clearly again.’

She hooks her leg over me and pulls me tight against her, like she needs me under her skin. ‘I enjoyed shattering your brain.’

I wipe the back of my hand across my clammy forehead. ‘I’m all sweaty.’

Casey presses her face against my cheek and murmurs, ‘You’re gorgeous.’

I push her onto her back and roll on top of her, not wanting to waste time on rest.

She smirks. ‘Oh, a bit of force. I like it.’

I kiss her hard and her grip tightens on my hips, then I make my way down her body, sucking at her neck and breasts, enjoying her husky moans and her pelvis pushing up against me. I move further down, and she runs her fingers through my hair, shivering as my lips brush the delicate skin between her thigh and pubic area.

‘Oh, God, um…’ she says.

‘Are you okay?’ I ask, peering up at her.

Casey tenderly runs a hand over my head. ‘I’m literally about to have an orgasm.’

I laugh and press my face against her thigh.

‘Sooo embarrassing,’ she says.

I run my tongue between her legs and she gasps. I look up. ‘Try and last a few seconds longer. For me?’

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