Page 112 of Before I Loved You

“Well, shit. Looks like you weren’t lying,” she breathes, shaking her head. “There’s no way that’s going to fit.”

I laugh, taking the final step out of my underwear. Her eyes look up at me with a mixture of yearning and lust. Giving her the condom, I watch as she first strokes my entire length in a firm grip before rolling the latex on. My thumb floats over her bottom lip. “We’ll make it fit, baby girl.”

She stands in front of me. “Promise?”

I fill the space between us, pressing her body against the glass. “Promise.”

Our mouths collide as we devour the hell out of each other.

She wraps her hands around my neck, pulling me in as she nips on my bottom lip hard.

A groan leaves me as I lift her in my arms, pushing her against the window. If I thought anyone could see inside, I would have the curtains closed and her beautiful naked body in the bed with me. But as it is, we’re so high up with no lights on that I’m certain no one can see her.

Her legs wrap around my torso, the heels of her feet digging into my ass.

Reaching between us, I position my cock at her entrance, swiping it through her wet center.

“Please,” she begs, deliciously scratching her nails across my back.

And because I can’t wait one more second, I thrust inside her, but only a few inches, giving her body a chance to acclimate to my size. Her head rolls back as her lips part in a silent moan.

“Are you okay?” I ask, stroking her cheek.

“M-more. I can take it.” She looks up, locking eyes with me as I continue sliding inside her.

“That’s a good girl,” I praise, pushing more of myself inside her tight entrance. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

She bites her bottom lip until I’m all the way in, and she finally releases a gasp. “I’ve never felt this full before.”

“Is that a good thing?”

She nods, her lips curving up. “A very good thing.” She nips at my lip. “Now move before I scream.”

My lips brush against her neck. “Oh, I plan on making you scream, baby girl, but not until you come all over my cock.”

My cock slides in and out, slowly at first, until I pick up the pace, going hard and rough like she asked for.

“Yes,” she moans, clutching onto me, rolling her hips as she grinds her clit over me.

I grip her ass, pounding into her. But it isn’t enough. Looking over at the bed, I make a last-minute decision and carry her over, laying her on her back.

“What was wrong with the…ohhhhh,” she moans as my thrusts reach deeper inside her, hitting that special spot as I clutch her left leg behind her knee, bringing it over my shoulder, plunging inside her at a maddening pace.

“Oh my God… I’m going to…” she pants, her body tensing as her back starts to arch off the bed.

“Me too,” I say, feeling my balls tighten painfully, waiting for her to find her release first.

And she does.

The second that sweet sound of her crescendo scream echoes in the room, I spill into the condom, coming right along with her until I’m completely spent.

That was the best fucking orgasm of my life.

I hold myself over her, hovering as I catch my breath. She’s beautiful beneath me. The afterglow of her orgasm shows in her flushed cheeks and glazed green eyes, staring up at me with a look I’ve never seen before. “That was—”

A pounding on the wall behind the bed makes us both glance up. “Keep it down in there! Some of us are trying to sleep!”

We look at each other, trying but failing to hold in a laugh. She loses it first, bubbling over in a fit of laughter as I remove myself from her, rolling over to toss the condom in the trash and then rolling back toward her to pull her body against mine.

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