Page 113 of Break Your Fall

My laugh is a small burst of breath. “The sweet stuff or the dirty stuff?”

She bites her building smile. “The dirty stuff.”

I hold her gaze a moment as I work through these damn nerves.Just say it. Do it.“I’m imagining every way I’ve always wanted to make you come.” Her breathing goes shallow as I lean in, trailing my lips along her neck to her ear. “I’m thinking how I can’t wait to bury my face between those sexy thighs of yours and put my name on your lips.”

Her chest heaves against mine as I kiss her skin, and she tries to sound playful again through her own wanting. “I didn’t know you had that language in you.”

I sputter another laugh as I tease now, “Well, don’t underestimate me.” I find her eyes as I say, “I’m so in love.Andthe girl I’m in love with turns me on so fucking much.” I pull her against me, letting her feel how hard I already am from just the thought of having her this way.

“Language, Tommy.”

I smile, my mouth dipped to her ear again. “Lie back.”

She does, our stares unwavering as she sits on the bed, crawling backward until she’s exactly where I need her to be, her eyes lighting up when I fall to my knees. My hands caress up her thighs, disappearing under her dress as my fingers trace the hem of her panties. She’s watching my every move as she lifts her hips for me, her lips parting as I pull, gliding the panties in a slow drag downward, past her knees, to her ankles, then to the floor, her sandals tossed aside with them.

“This is your fantasy?” Reyna asks, dropping back to her elbows as I part her legs.

“Eating you out while you’re wearing a dress? Yes.”

She makes a satisfied face at mylanguage, and I smile as I press a kiss to the inside of one knee, then the other. She sighs, relaxing back onto the bed.

My kisses travel down her inner thighs, Reyna’s breaths coming quicker the more my mouth descends, my name already a whisper on her lips. My hands push under her ass, lifting her to me as I make contact, my first lick pulling a deep moan from her throat and mine.

She’s so sensitive to every touch I give her, to every roll of my tongue. I take it all in, her sounds, her taste, the feel of her ass in my grip as I work her up slowly, building and building and building. Her panting grows louder and louder and louder until she’s arching off the sheets, moaning my name, pulling my hair, squeezing and trapping my face.

I’m suffocating between her thighs and enjoying every second of it.

“You want another one?” I ask once her body settles and I’m free to come up for air.

“Yes,” she draws out through a moan of approval. “But later. I want you inside me now. I want to feel you.”

I groan into her thigh, my nerves firing off again, but my deepened desire to undress her and feel her too pushes me up. I pull her up with me, stripping her down as she strips me, kissing in between until we’re finally skin to skin. Her arms wrap around my neck, our mouths reconnecting as we fall in a slow descent to the bed, pausing a moment for me to retrieve and put on a condom.

“Here,” she breathes between more kisses, directing me to the head of the bed. “I want you here.”

I sit at the pillows, leaning back against the headboard as she straddles me, my hands finding and gripping her hips as she gifts my gaze a full-frontal view of her body.

She’s so perfect.

She’s perfect for me.

My mind is still in a state of disbelief that’s swiped away the moment she positions me at her entrance, my eyes falling closed and a moan ripping from my throat as she slides down, down, down, until I’m filling her completely. My hands run up her sides and back down as she moves on me, my eyes opening to meet hers, watching her as she watches me, her hands clutching my shoulders, her breaths building and mingling with mine.

I wrap my arm around her back, holding her to me as I shift us slightly, angling myself so we stay close while I can still give her the exact friction she needs to come again.

She throws her head back with a moan and I take this opportunity to lean in, kissing everywhere my mouth can reach as she continues to ride me—her neck, her collarbone, her breasts, the latter earning me another moan and a harder grip on my shoulders that she uses to push me back against the headboard. Her hands leave me to clasp the board for more leverage as she picks up her pace, and oh,fuck, I don’t think I can handle this. Watching her and feeling her in every way at once is about to send me completely over the edge.

“You’re gonna have to slow down,” I pant out with a squeeze of her hips.

“Oh, really?” There’s a tease in her voice as she moves even faster.

My laugh is cut out on a long, appreciative moan, my body helpless to stop this ride, but still, I warn her. “Reyna. . .”

“It’s okay,” she breathes. “I wanna make you come, too.” She says this like it should be obvious, her voice eager.

Her gaze, hooded with desire, is the last thing I see before my world goes dark with stars, more sounds ripping from my throat with each wave of pleasure she gives me as I empty into the condom.

I don’t wait for my body to settle before I’m flipping us around, kissing her once more before I pull out, moving to remove the condom and grab another one.

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