Page 88 of Illicit Illustration

“And you were worried you wouldn’t know what to do.”

Her eyes danced along my face as I gazed down at her flushed cheeks, cataloging every nuance of her features. She was so beautiful, and part of me still didn’t believe that her feelings were as strong as mine.

“I…oh, fuck, right there…right fucking there…love this…you feel so…I didn’t know…I wanted it to be you…I…I…love you,” she babbled, her nails digging into my back as my hips faltered, the intensity of it all driving me way too close to the edge.

“I love you too. I told you whoever was lucky enough to be inside you like this would be hopelessly in love with you.”

Her eyes shined as I traced her temples with my fingertips, watching her every expression as I rolled my hips. My eyelids fluttered as her pussy squeezed my cock tightly every time I pulled away, clearly as desperate to keep me inside of her as I was to be there.

But the friction had me slowly losing my mind, driving into her harder. Craving every whimper and moan as I fought the urge to fuck her into the mattress until she screamed.

“I never wanted it to be anyone but you. Always you,” she gasped, turning her head and moaning into her pillow. Needing to get closer, I wrapped my arm around her back, holding her tightly to my chest as I drove into her. My mouth rested on her neck, her pulse thrumming against my lips.

“I knew being inside you like this would drive me insane.”

“Harder,” she whispered, her hips bucking into mine. “I need it harder. Want to feel you for days.”

“I’m gonna come if I go harder. You’re too tight. It's too much.” She murmured agreements as I kept up the steady pace of deepthrusts, feeling her body light up as my cock dragged against a place inside her that made her clench each time my piercing grazed it.

Despite only watching her come a few times in person over the last several days, instinctively I knew she was close.

Pushing away from her, almost laughing when she tried to drag me back down, I pressed my knee forward and angled my hips, my chest rumbling at the surprised moan that escaped her at the change in angle.

“Again. That felt so good. More. Please. Fuck… Reid. I want to come so bad. I can feel it building but…”

My hips rolled in firm but fluid movements, her stream of words punctuated by her desperate moans as I felt her riding the edge. Desperate to fall over but not getting quite close enough.

“Breathe,” I exhaled, bringing my hand to where we were joined and slowly rolling my thumb across her clit the way I’d seen her do to herself.

The way I’d been desperate to at the time but so lost in a haze of arousal that I’d been simultaneously chasing my release as I watched her fall apart on the couch across the room.

But I couldn’t think about the times I’d watched her come in the last week. The way she sounded when she pulsed around her own fingers instead of mine.

Because I needed her to get there.

I needed her to come.

Now.

“Fuck. I can feel how close you are. You’re so fucking wet. And tight and I want you to breathe and let go. I need you to come on my cock, kitten.”

“I…I…” she gasped, her eyes rolling back and her neck arching as she bucked into my movements.

“That’s it. Feel it. Feel how fucking spectacular we are together. How right this feels.”

“Harder,” she whimpered, and I gritted my teeth, doing as she asked and barely holding on as I tried not to let how amazing she felt drag me under before her.

“Whatever you want. Just want to make you feel good.”

“So good,” she sobbed, a tear rolling from the corner of her eye as she stared up at me through glassy eyes.

I knew if I kept things up at this angle, I could get her there, but I needed her closer.

Cradling her to my chest, I rolled my hips, driving her up the mattress with each thrust. She clung to me, her chest heaving as she let the pleasure drag her under, crying out into my neck as she came.

“Fuck, Haz.Yes. I didn’t know it could feel like this. I don’t want to stop.”

“I want you to come inside me,” she whimpered, her short nails digging into the center of my back, urging me to join her.

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