Page 107 of When Sky Breaks

She shivers and presses further into my back, moving her kisses to my jaw and ear, then my neck, each sensation bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

“You’re such a good boy, August.”

Fuck me.

A growl of approval reverberates in my chest when she drags her other hand down my chest to use both on me, her lips pressed to my skin, the harsh breaths echoing off my spine as she works my cock. I thrust into her fists, clenching my jaw as pleasure spikes.

“Sky, I—fucking hell. I need you. Now. I don’t want to come like this. I want to come inside you.” I wheeze through another glorious tug, stars shimmering behind my eyes. “Please. Oh fuck, baby, please let me.”

She hears my desperate plea and releases her hands, her fingernails skating along my abs to my chest before leaving me completely. I lean my head down and take in gulps of air to stop from blowing all over the side of the tub.

Throbbing and aching, I turn and sit, my knees poking out of the water. I try to control my breathing as she kneels in front of me, breathtakingly beautiful. The heat from the water pinks her cheeks, and her skin is slick with sweat and mist, bubbles sliding down the swells of her breasts and the peaks of her nipples.

Gripping the sides of the tub, I ground out, “I’m having trouble concentrating when you look at me like that.”

She shifts in the tub, pulls the plug, and moves to straddle my lap. I hiss when my cock brushes against her naked cunt. It pulses, and I have to remember to breathe, so I don’t fucking come right now.

“August?”

“Mm?” I say with my eyes closed, just barely able to sit there and not thrust up into her.

She makes contact, and I grunt and jerk, the sensations overwhelming. But I’ll wait. I’ll wait forever if I have to. This isn’t about me, it’s about her, and I refuse to take advantage. We’ve come so far.

Sky lowers another fraction of an inch. I catch the back of her neck and squeeze my fingers up into her wet hair. It’s a torture of the best kind.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” she asks.

My eyes spring open. Hers are bright and honest as she hovers, the heat from her body incinerating me.

“I’ve wanted you my whole life. My body and soul are literally begging for you, Shortcake. But I don’t have condoms. I haven’t needed them, never had the desire to be with anyone else. The way I took you the last time, bare and reckless, ate at me. I took away your choice, and I fucking hated myself for it.”

She softens and lowers, my dick straining to connect to her wet heat. I pant and grip the side of the tub.

“We were both stupid then, but I was on birth control, and I still am.” Her lips meet my ear and goosebumps tumble down my spine. “If you want me, you can take me.”

A second later, I roughly snare her mouth and palm her hips, shoving her down on my cock, swallowing her loud moan as I fill her all the way to the hilt.

She’s hot and wet and perfect as she wraps her knees around my waist. I savor the feel of her body. Her silky thighs hold me tight, and her fucking hot cunt strangles me. My eyes roll back as she begins a steady rock of her hips, sending any remaining water up the sides of the tub as it drains, leaving our feverish skin cool.

“Fuck. Goddammit. You’re perfect.” My breaths are harsh, and I pull her close, her nipples grazing my chest.

Her fingers in my hair and around my neck, as we kiss, drives my need higher. I can’t get enough—will never get enough. I flex and grip her hips, guiding her back and forth, needing her to orgasm all over me.

She moans and swirls her tongue around mine, each swipe sending pulses of heat down my spine. Despite my immense need for release, I’m holding out for her, wanting to get her there first.

“Sky, you’re so beautiful, you—you’re gonna make me come so hard.” Another keen of pleasure from her almost tips me over, but I grit my teeth, my hands slipping over her skin.

“I’m almost there, don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she chants against my lips.

I shove my hand in between us and find her clit, rubbing my thumb in sweeping circles, feeling her first spasms.

Together, we fall apart, just like all the times before. We’re so in tune; we know when and how to push and pull like the tides of the moon.

Sky clenches and digs her knees into my sides as her pussy contracts. Her nails bite into my shoulders, and I cling to her mouth desperately, frantically, as I spill inside her.

We rock slowly, wringing out every bit of our climaxes before slumping into each other in the cold tub.

I kiss her forehead, her temple, her cheeks, trying to memorize this moment for the rest of my life.

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