Page 49 of Getting Wrapped Up

They both moaned, and he stopped, buried deep, just breathing for a moment.

Kate wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hand to one breast, playing with the nipple.

And he had to move.

He pulled out slowly, loving how her muscles tightened, trying to hold on to him. He slid in again, also long and slow, knowing that slow wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Harder,” she begged.

Yeah, slow was over now.

He thrust again, faster and harder this time, pulling out and plunging back in to the sweetest, tightest, hottest body he’d ever had. She seemed to be drawing him deeper each time he moved, and he found himself taking short, fast strokes as she climbed higher and higher.

He felt his orgasm gathering but he needed her to shatter first.

“You feel amazing,” he told her. “I love how you clamp down on me. I could stay buried in you forever. Later, I want you on your hands and knees, spread wide, gorgeous ass in the air so I can take you hard from behind.”

His words definitely got a reaction. She arched closer and he felt the response around his cock.

“I want to take you in the shower and in the kitchen and—”

“You said I could ride you in front of the fireplace,” she broke in.

His whole body clenched hard. “Yes.” He had to clear his throat. “Yes, I did.”

“Now.”

He stopped moving. “Now?”

“I want that now,” she said, nodding.

Her whole body was flushed and he could feel how hot and wet she was. She was close.

And there was nothing he wouldn’t give her.

He surprised even himself when he wrapped his arms around her and managed to stand up from the couch still buried deep in her body.

He took the few steps around the coffee table and slowly lowered them to the carpet in front of the fireplace.

“I kind of imagined having a fire when we did this,” he said wryly.

“I don’t care. I just want on top of you.”

Like he was going to argue with that. He rolled onto his back and nearly lost it when she pushed herself up to sitting. He couldn’t get any deeper and her body clearly loved it as much as his did. Her inner muscles contracted around him hard.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned.

She met his eyes, lifted her hands to her breasts and began to move. She tugged on her nipples as she moved up and down on his length, slowly increasing the speed. She took him deep every time, and Levi had to keep his hands from gripping her thighs too hard as his climax grew steadily closer.

Then she leaned back slightly. Her long hair hung between his legs, brushing over his sac and he was ready to go off.

“Katie, I need you with me,” he said through gritted teeth, his hands going to her hips to slow the pace until she was further along.

“Not slower,” she told him and moved one of her hands from her breast to her clit.

She circled over the sweet spot and Levi could tell she was indeed, right with him.

He replaced her hand on her nipple with his, tugging and squeezing, and she arched her back as her muscles clamped down hard.

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