Page 70 of Ink & Desire

She doesn’t offer any resistance, her legs weak from her orgasm. I pull her back against me and quickly fit my cock to her entrance as my mouth finds her neck. I deliver a biting kiss as she sinks down onto my cock, letting out a moan when she’s fully seated.

“You feel so good,” she whispers, reaching back to tangle her hands in myhair.

I smile against her skin. “Just the beginning, angel.”

I slide one hand up to her breast, lightly pinching her nipple between my finger and thumb making her gasp. Rocking my hips upward, I thrust into her, wringing another gasp from her. She grinds down against me and I feel her clench around me.

“Ride me, baby.”

Avery doesn’t need any more encouragement. She begins to move, using her legs to work her body up and down on my cock. She moves slowly at first before building up speed. It feels incredible.Shefeels incredible. Every slick, hot slide of her pussy around my shaft sends another bolt of lust through me, pushing me closer to the edge of oblivion. I crave that release even as I try to keep it at bay for as long as possible. I want her to be with me when I go flying. I need her release as much as I need my own.

Reaching down between her legs, my fingers find her clit. She gasps again, but her pace doesn’t falter. She keeps moving, pushing down onto my cock faster with each flick of my fingers.

“That’s it, baby,” I whisper. “You gonna come on my cock? I want to feel it.”

She moans again, beyond words. I can feel the tension in her body building. She’s so close. I love that I know that about her. I love that I can tell when she’s about to explode. I love that I can bring her to the brink and push her over the edge. She moans my name, and it drives me crazy.

“I’m right here, angel. Come on. Give me one more.”

My fingers slide over her clit faster now and I thrust up against her each time she comes down, pounding into her from below. The sexy little groans she’s making each time I bottom out inside her are almost enough to make me blow my load now, but I know I need to hold on a little longer. I need her to come first.

“Come for me, angel,” I growl.

I feel her clench around me just before she cries out. Her rhythm falters for the first time as her orgasm overpowers her. I take over where she left off, my arm around her waist and my hips thrusting up against her. She continues to spasm around my length, crying out again and again. The pleasure is indescribable. It’s too much.

“Gonna come, baby,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Yes!” she cries out.

I can’t hold it off any longer. I feel myself hurtling to the edge and beyond it. With a groan that feels like it’s ripped from somewhere deep within me, I pull Avery down hard against me. My body goes still even as I come so hard stars dance behind my eyes. Her pussy continues to spasm around my cock, pulling every last drop out of me.

“Fuck,” I groan.

We stay like that for a long moment, still joined but completely spent. I’m not even sure my legs will work properly right now. But it was worth it. Our breathing is loud in the silence, but the sound of my racing heartis almost enough to overpower it. I can feel Avery’s pulse against my lips, and I know her heart is pounding just as hard.

“Holy shit,” she pants out. “I should be a good girl more often.”

I can’t help but laugh, my body shaking as I do. Avery joins in and it takes a few seconds for us to calm down and catch our breath.

“I like you being a good girl,” I say. I kiss her neck lightly.

“You know that’s pretty rare, right?” she says in a teasing tone.

My arms tighten around her waist, and I trail more kisses over her shoulder. “I know,” I say. “But I like not knowing which Avery I’m going to get. The brat who pushes back against me, or the obedient, dirty girl who does everything I tell her.”

“Not everything,” she says, but her tone isn’t convincing.

I grin. “Want to put that to the test?”

“Not tonight. I’m exhausted.”

She’s right, I know. It’s late and I've got to work tomorrow. I should get cleaned up and go home. But I find myself reluctant to let her go. I like holding her this way. I like having her body pressed against mine. To my utter horror, it’s not even about the sex. I just like having her close to me. That realization has alarm bells ringing in my head. I’m not supposed to want to keep her close. This is just sex. I’m not supposed to want to stay hereand hold her a little longer. That’s not why I came here tonight. What the fuck is wrong with me?

With that thought, I gently ease her off my lap and stretch my cramped legs. Avery stands and makes her way to the bathroom. After a few seconds she returns wearing an oversized T-shirt.

“You’re still on the floor,” she points out teasingly.

Because I’m trying to figure out how the hell I ended up here.

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