Page 78 of Foreplay on Words

Thwack.

“Fuck,” he moaned as his hips flexed forward.

Cupping his shoulder, I kissed his shoulder blade. “Too much?”

He shook his head, but I could tell he was on edge. I placed the paddle down on the island and took his buttocks in both hands, slowly massaging the sting.

“Mmmm,” he moaned low in his throat, the muscles in his back tensing.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked quietly.

“You hit me again, and you’re going to be cleaning my cum off this cabinet.”

A flash of heat ran through me at his low growl.

“Is that what you want?” I whispered, running my hand up his neck and into his hair.

He groaned and shook his head, letting it fall forward and closing his eyes.

“Evan?” Resting my forehead on his shoulder, I started to kiss along his bicep and shoulder, a low humming noise building in his chest. I didn’t think I’d pushed him too far, but I was afraid to use the spoon again if he was getting all silent on me.

“Fuck it,” he growled as he grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me up onto the counter in front of him.

He pushed my legs apart and slid my nightgown up my thighs, exposing my naked sex.

“Ohh!” I moaned in surprise as he leaned forward and placed one long lick along my slit, nipping at my clit.

“Mmm...” he groaned as he dove in, tonguing me like a man possessed. His firm hands pressed my legs even farther apart, forcing me to brace myself with my arms outstretched behind me.

Yes. I moaned loudly as his lips closed around my swollen bud and sucked, rubbing his tongue frantically. My hips tried to buck, but he grunted as he held me down, never letting up.

“Evan!” I moaned, feeling my muscles start to tense.

“Mmmmm,” he growled into me, sliding one long finger inside, curling it, and pressing firmly on a place that made me squirm again. The fingers on his other hand dug into my thigh as he sent me spinning, my head thrown back as I let out a keening cry. My muscles clenched repeatedly as I throbbed against his lips.

“Stop, stop...” I moaned as he tried to redouble his efforts. I admired his dedication, but I wanted him inside of me.

“Please...” I panted as he stood up to his full height, his fingers slipping from my body. The look he gave me was predatory—lips glistening and chest heaving—as he reached back to untie the apron and pull it over his head, throwing it to the floor.

He hooked his palms behind my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the counter.

“You’re a goddess,” he panted as he pushed a sweaty lock of hair off my forehead with his fingers and grasped his hard cock in his other hand. “An absolute fucking goddess, and if I don’t fuck you right now, I’m gonna lose my shit.”

“Fuck me, Evan,” I moaned as he positioned himself at my entrance and hesitated. He paused, locking eyes with me as he slid inside.

Mine fluttered shut as he pushed in, only to pull out and plunge back in quickly, building up a decadent rhythm. Sweat dripped down his chest and disappeared into his abs as I watched, licking my lips.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he watched my breasts heave beneath the thin satin material of my nightgown. He almost seemed possessed as he fucked me, and it was wildly thrilling knowing anyone paying attention in the building across from mine could see us.

“This has to go,” he growled as he pulled the straps off my shoulders, pushing it down to reveal my breasts. His soft lips descended on one breast while his hand found the other, coaxing my nipples into tight buds.

His satisfied hum as he nipped at one and then kissed his way over to the other just made me wetter as he continued to thrust.

My fingers held on tightly to the back of his head while I tried to stay upright with my other hand outstretched behind me on the cold countertop. My hand fell as he straightened and grabbed my thighs again for leverage as he started to snap his hips faster.

“Touch yourself.” He nodded to where we were joined, seemingly mesmerized as he disappeared inside me. “Get yourself there so I can feel you squeeze me. You love my cock, don’t you, baby?”

Nodding, my fingers drifted to my clit, starting with slow circles and rapidly increasing the pace as he pushed me closer and closer to the precipice of ecstasy.

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