Page 23 of Recklessly in Love

She presses onto her elbows, drawing her head up until our eyes meet. I flick my tongue from ass to clit and she hisses in a breath but maintains eye contact.

Next, I use a thumb to press into her, slowly fucking her. Her breaths come heavier. So, I use the other thumb to circle her nub. Her eyes drop closed as she moans. So, I stop. And her eyes spring open. It takes a couple of rounds of that for her to realize she has to watch for me to keep going.

Her eyes on me, as I pleasure her, have me so wound up, it’s all I can do not to pounce on her. But I don’t. I keep fucking her with my thumb, fingers, tongue. Alternating each at various speeds and forces. Until I find what makes her grip the comforter, pant, groan, and struggle to keep watching. And I do that faster, harder, until her pussy convulses around my hand. I reach in deep and twist, throwing her higher, so high that she falls back, grabbing at her tits, tweaking her nipples to keep it going. It’s so fucking sexy I have to stop before I come on the spot.

My absence goes unnoticed until she rides the wave down. I’m still gritting my teeth against the image of her coming when I hear, “Greg?”

I suck a breath in sharply. God, I need to hear her say that when she orgasms with me inside of her.

I climb onto the bed, over her, and hold myself above her. “I’m here.” I give her my mouth and let her taste her juices on me. She moans as our tongues tangle.

“I need more,” she demands.

I lick up the column of her neck, stopping with my mouth at her ear. “Tell me what you need.”

“I need you inside me. On top of me. Behind me. In my mouth. I need you everywhere.”

I shiver hard and let my hips fall between her legs, my hardness rubbing into her slick cunt. “You need that?”

She nods, and I push harder. The front of my jeans will be soaked, but I don’t care. I use the friction to tease her, grinding in circles until she can’t take it anymore.

“Jeans off,” she demands. “Now.”

I rise, unzipping and pulling my dick out while I head to the nightstand drawer, where I fish out a condom. She turns her head and licks her lips at the sight of my engorged cock.

“You like that?” I ask.

She nods.

“You want to suck my dick, Joanie?”

She bites into her lower lip and nods again.

I grin, kicking the jeans off. Then I rip the foil and roll the condom down my dick, climbing over her and settling between her legs. “Another time, beautiful.” And without warning, I bury myself in her in one smooth stroke.

It was stupid. It’s been too long since I’ve been with anyone, much less someone who turned me on as much as Joanie does. My dick has swelled to epic proportions. And she’s so tight and wet from her first orgasm. The hot clench of her pussy makes me see stars.

I lean over her onto my arms, catching my breath and mastering myself before I nut in one.

“Fuck,” I groan, sliding back out. Joanie shivers under me. And then I plunge back into the abyss. Over and over. Slowly. Deliberately. Until my body cooperates with my need to keep it together. So I can feel her for as long as possible. Watch her arch under me for as long as possible. Make her come harder than she thought possible.

I lean up, hauling her hips into my lap as I continue to pump into her. She’s almost a rag doll, clearly surrendered to the pleasure. I hold her in place with one hand and use the other to knead her covered breast. God, I should’ve taken her underthings off, too. Because frankly the friction of her panties on the side of my cock may ruin my plans.

I pull out and rip them off. Then I roll her over and undo her bra before hauling her hips up and plunging back in. She groans into the bed. But I can’t hear it like I want to. So I pull out again and roll her onto her side, positioning myself behind her.

Lifting her leg, I slide back in. And fuck, she’s tight from this angle. It also allows me to hear her moan as I take her. Still slow and steady. I’m a little surprised she hasn’t demanded fast and hard. She seems like the kind to want it rough.

“You like that?” I ask as I flex my hips and bury myself deep in her.

“God, yes,” she moans.

“You know what I’d like?” I ask, kissing her neck. “I’d like you on top of me. So I can kiss you.” I kiss her neck again. “Suck on those gorgeous tits.” I squeeze one for effect. “Watch my dick going in and out of your beautiful pussy.” Her back arches, and she nods.

I pull out, leaning back into the pillows. I expect it’ll take her a minute to gather herself, so I’m more than a little surprised when she immediately climbs on top of me, and her mouth devours mine as her wet cunt devours my cock. I groan into her mouth now, helpless against her as she controls the speed and depth.

She leans back, bracing herself with her hands, using the arch of her back to fuck me. Watching her is hands-down the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. I grip her thighs, watching as my dick repeatedly disappears into her dark, wet curls. As her peaked nipples point to the ceiling. Her mouth goes slack while her legs tremble, and her pace stutters.

I take the cue and thrust up into her, dropping a thumb to circle her clit. She falls backward, which would’ve separated us if I weren’t ready for it. I switch my grip to her hips and pull her toward me so I can keep thrusting up into her. So I can watch her shatter.

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