Page 43 of Formula Fling

That works for me because I’m convinced the more we do this, the more this will be natural to her. She’ll get used to me, crave me the way I crave her, and…

And then she’ll go back to America.

I banish the thought and take her nipple in my mouth. Posey gasps, threads her fingers through my hair. I grip her hip, sliding my hand over her luscious ass to give it a good squeeze.

Every touch fans the fire within, and yet it’s not enough.

Need more.

I push her legs apart roughly and slide my hands up her thighs. Posey’s eyes flutter closed as she leans back against the pillows, ready and willing to surrender to whatever pleasures I have in store for her.

I claim her with the hunger of a beast, using my lips, tongue, teeth and fingers. I’m relentless, driving her to new heights of ecstasy.

She matches my intensity with fierce demands of her own.

“More, Lex.”

“Harder.”

“Don’t slow down.”

“Yes, just like that. It’s perfect.”

She shows no fear or hesitation in expressing exactly what she wants from me, and I fucking give it to her. Every sound that escapes her lips fuels my own lust, making my dick hard as a rock and weeping to get inside her. I’m on the brink of insanity but I want—no need—her to come first.

When her cries turn into desperate whimpers, I lash at her clit with my tongue, shove two fingers inside her tight channel and then feel the exquisite grip of her muscles as she orgasmswith a scream. I lick her through it, relishing in every trembling muscle and sob from the pulses of pleasure, and I’m not sure I’ve ever been more satisfied in my entire sexual life than I am right now.

I pull away and wipe the back of my hand across my mouth with a wicked grin. She smiles at me with bleary eyes, still catching her breath as a beautiful flush spreads across her skin.

My eyes roam over the gorgeous, sated creature for a moment, memorizing the way I wrecked her. Then I’m slipping on a condom and flipping Posey onto her front. She gasps in surprise but without any urging from me, lifts to her hands and knees.

Sticks that ass out toward me in invitation and I don’t waste a single moment.

I position myself behind her, feeling the intense rush of need pooling low. My blood thunders through my veins as I take myself in hand, unable to resist the primal urge to claim her once and for all.

I know I could be gentler, but I enter her with a force that leaves us both gasping for air. I hold tight to her hips, afraid I might buckle from the intense sensation overload. But then Posey’s pushing back against me, gyrating her hips in a silent demand to get moving.

So I do.

I hunch over her, thrusting with long, hard strokes. Feels so fucking good and it’s raw, untamed and utterly perfect. The pleasure’s overwhelming and I find myself almost babbling to her. “You’re so beautiful,” I tell her with sincere adoration, because it’s true. “So bloody addictive.”

She grunts in response as I slam into her.

“I won’t go easy on you now, love,” I warn her with a dark chuckle as I tunnel in and out of her body.

“You… better… not,” she gasps with each thrust.

My balls pulse with desperate need and I grit my teeth, trying to stave off that final rush to the finish line. I want it to last longer, all night, forever, but I’m so lost to the storm of sensations and the emotions they’re producing, I find myself balancing right on the edge of release.

Slow down. That’s what I’ll do.

Slow it all down.

But then Posey throws her head back, her spine arching deep and she comes so violently I’m not sure what’s happening. Then I feel the rippling grip of her pussy and realize she’s coming again.

It’s my undoing.

There’s no stopping it now as I plant deep and give in to the rush of ecstasy. I explode within her, my entire body spasming. It feels like a million electrical impulses over every inch of my skin and I groan like a man dying, but in fact, I know that this is real living.

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