Page 109 of The Charm of You

His thick cock springs free, pulsing against my stomach.

He slides his tongue down my throat, lapping up the remaining raindrops there, and I bite my lip as I palm his shaft, eager to take him right here as the storm wages on.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip until I’ve nearly drawn blood.

His mouth sucks on the slope where my neck meets my shoulder.

And I’m a complete goner when he rocks his hips into me, sliding his length up and down my hand.

“I told you I’d make you pay for your little games earlier,” he whispers.

“Mm-hmm…”

“It’s time I make good on my promise.” With a rough grip of my leg, he hitches my knee up and over his hip bone, pressing himself into my soaked panties.

I gasp and cling to his arm, pulling his shirt over his shoulder in the process.

“I like fucking you, Homecoming Queen,” he growls into my neck and sharply inhales like he’s trying to absorb me. “I like it too much.”

The last of his statement is nearly lost on me as he peels my panties to the side and brings himself right where I need him.

God, do I need him.

“I have a condom in my wallet. I can?—”

“I’m on the pill, and I trust you.” I hike my leg higher to urge him forward, and he plunges inside me.

He dips an inch lower to better situate himself, and I cradle his head over my chest, a stammering cry on my lips.

Austin starts slow, his pace steady as he stretches and fills me.

The fabric of my panties rubs and teases my clit, bringing me to the edge in record time.

Dazed and wildly turned on, I bite his shoulder. It’s something I’ve never done before, but here I am, sinking my teeth into the growly man who’s turned my life on its ass.

“Jesus.” His rhythm falters, and he lifts his head to peer at me.

My eyelids flutter open. “Was that not okay?”

“That was…” He slows to a complete stop, and a darkness I’ve never seen masks his previously bright eyes. They adopt the color of the deepest, most mysterious parts of the ocean. “Fuck. That was more than okay.”

“Good.” My lips part. “Now make me pay, like you said you would. Do it like you mean it.”

He kisses me so hard I’m sure it’ll bruise my lips, and it hurls a hot current of excitement through my stomach.

I yelp when he whips me around, and my knees nearly buckle when he brings his lips to my ear and commands, “Hands on the wall, Princess.”

I do as he says, and he kicks my legs open, stealing yet another breath of mine.

I can’t see what he’s doing, but I feel his fingers bunch my lacy thong before he slides it all the way down to my ankles, where he helps me out of it.

His breath is cool against my soaked slit.

Impatient, I glance at him over my shoulder right as he sinks his teeth into the flesh of my ass cheek.

“Oh, God,” I stutter and brace myself against the wall to avoid collapsing into a puddle of goo at his feet.

As Austin stands to his full height, he kneads the spot he just bit with one large hand, then lines himself up at my entrance again.

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