Page 75 of The Charmer

I kneeled between them, moving my hands up her inner thighs. I tilted my body at an angle so I could rub my cock along her pussy. I wasn't sliding it in, though—I just wanted this contact. I needed it.

"Julian..."

Her elbows trembled, and then her arms gave out. She fell on the pillow and covered her eyes with her palms. I grunted, moving my cock in precise strokes. I could make her come just like this.

"I like that you're so sensitive to me."

"Julian." Her voice was strangled. She was so damn close already. "This feels..." She couldn't even finish the sentence.

She moved her hands farther up. Her face was still covered by her arms, which I didn't like. She grabbed another pillow, digging her fingers into it. I breathed in through my nose, exhaling through my mouth, closing my eyes too. I needed to pace myself or I was liable to just sink inside her right now. I wanted her to climax again before that happened. With my eyes closed, I was even more aware of the way her pussy felt against my cock. If just this was so exquisite, being inside her was going to be my undoing.

"Julian," she cried out.

"Fuck," I exclaimed.

I was starting to come too. I had to stave it off at all costs. I couldn't believe that it was all it took. This woman.

She cried out again, and without my mouth covering hers, the sound filled the room. I loved it. I wanted to hear her all night long. She thrashed and moved her pelvis. I almost slipped inside her but caught myself in time, just rubbing my erection up and down her clit.

I only pulled back when her jerking movements slowed down and her body turned soft. It was exactly the breather I needed so I didn't explode. I leaned over her, kissing one nipple, then sucking at it. When I moved to the other one, Georgie put both hands on my chest.

"Your clothes. I want your shirt off," she mumbled, but there was no time.

I'd brought her over the edge twice and couldn't wait any longer. I simply couldn't.

I moved off her, resting on my knees on the bed. "I want you standing just like me. Grab the headboard."

Her eyes went from sleepy to wide in a second, and she immediately rose to her knees. She moved much faster than I thought she could, considering she'd been completely lost to the aftershocks of the orgasm just a few seconds ago. I kicked the pillows away from the headboard to make space for us.

"Grab the headboard tightly. You'll need it to brace yourself."

I positioned myself behind her at the perfect angle, then moved my hips forward and slipped inside her instantly. She was so ready and so soaked that she took me in all at once. I paused the last inch, wanting to make sure she was truly ready. But then she pushed her ass back, taking me in completely.

I dropped my head back. "Fuck! Georgie, babe, you feel amazing."

She just whimpered in reply.

I pulled back and slammed into her. She dug her fingers deeper into the headboard, scratching at the fabric covering it.

"The way your pussy feels around my cock... it's out of this world," I said into her ear.

She grew even tighter around me as her walls spasmed. She was rocking my world in a way I’d never expected. I touched her arms as I drove in and out of her, enjoying the way her muscles tightened. I moved one hand to her belly, alternating between touching her breasts and lowering it to nudge her clit. She moaned every time. Soon, she'd be close enough to get another climax. This time I was going to give in too.

When her skin turned clammy, I knew she was right there with me. I increased the pressure of my strokes on her clit.

"Julian, ohhhh." She shifted slightly, tilting forward. I didn't realize what she was doing until I noticed that she'd put her elbows on the headboard and rested her forehead on her arms. Seconds later, I climaxed.

Her pussy squeezed my cock tighter and tighter. Her sounds of pleasure were hard to hear because my own were even louder. The orgasm was almost brutal in its power. It fucking finished me. Every thrust took me higher, and Georgie too.

By the time I'd wrung every ounce of pleasure out us, we both fell backward, relaxing against the mattress. I was heaving like I couldn't possibly ever breathe normally again. I couldn't remember where we even were. But noticing the molding on the ceiling reminded me that we were in the hotel.

I turned my head to look at Georgie. She was staring at the ceiling too. I could clearly see her breasts rise up and down with her breaths. I moved my hand, squeezing hers, and she squeezed my fingers right back. But I couldn't speak. Not yet.

I was going to regain my wits any second now, I was sure.

But I didn't.

I simply fell asleep.

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