Page 32 of Honey Sunshine

Oh, fuck me.

I’m bucking up into his fist as his fingers assault me with shameless abandon, all reason gone from my mind as I surrender to this euphoric pleasure, savoring every bit he’s giving to me.

“Yes . . .”

Yes, yes, yes.

He hums, nibbling and peppering kisses across my chest before capturing one nipple in his mouth. Never in my life has my nipple been this sensitive before, but there’s something about this man that makes my body sing.

“What do you want more?” he mutters. “To come on my fingers or my cock?”

“Cock,” I gasp, almost on the verge of coming. “P-please?Please...”

He groans, drawing his fingers out of me and his hand away from my cock. I let out a shuddering breath as he lifts my hips to tuck a pillow under me, then throws my legs on either side of his shoulders.”God, you’re so cute.”

Grabbing my thighs, he guides his cock to my entrance but lingers there. His gaze holds mine for a steady beat. “I’m goingto give you exactly what you’ve been begging for, but you have to promise me one thing.”

I look at him, slightly confused. “What?”

“You better remember this. You better not fucking tell me this was a drunken mistake when tomorrow comes,” he demands.

I shake my head. There’s no way I could forget something I want to treasure for the rest of my life. “I won’t.”

“Promise me.” His voice cracks. There’s a desperation to it I’ve never heard before. It shakes me to my core.Is he...? Does he...?No, he doesn’t mean anything by that. He’s just caught up in the moment, going through the motions. Yeah, that must be it, and not because he has a genuine interest in me. He wants me to promise not to forget so I don’t accuse him of taking advantage.

Yet, the way he’s looking at me, like I’m the most precious thing in the world...

Perhaps . . .

I swallow, burying my thoughts. “Harvey, I... I promise.”

He grunts, then presses into me.

I cry out. It burns. It’s the sweetest pain possible.Ah... the way he stretches me... fucking delicious. The size of him is so thick that there’s still some resistance even though he’s thoroughly prepared me.

Harvey takes his time, slow at first, working into me. He manages to get halfway before his control snaps.

Jaw clenching so tight, he lets out a growl, then slams the rest of his cock into me.

Oh, my fucking Christ.It knocks the air out of my lungs.

Harvey groans, his face contorted like he’s in pain? Pleasure? I don’t fucking know. He looks sexy as fuck.

“Zach,” he breathes out, grinding into me. “You feel so perfect.”

He drives into me. Hard. I can do nothing but take it. The pace is just enough to make me go crazy.

It should be unlawful to feel this good.

Fuck.

My cock is leaking copious amounts of precum.

Sweat breaks out across my entire skin as Harvey thrusts into me with urgent need. I’m moaning and keening, clutching the sheets for dear life as wave after wave of delicious pleasure rocks over me.

“Close . . . close . . .” I grit out, voice strained, almost nearing the end.

Harvey parts my legs wider and reaches for my cock.”You want to come, huh?”

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