Page 128 of Beautiful Beast

Until I finally explode.

I gasp and try to catch my breath as my body trembles. Erik continues to kiss me between my legs the entire time. It’s not until I go still that he finally stands up. Even through his pants, I can tell he’s erect.

“Take me,” I say, meeting his gaze.

Without a word, he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. I open my legs wider to allow him to settle between them.

He helps me sit back up so we’re chest to chest, and our eyes meet.

And then, he enters me.

I moan, while he lets out a low, gruff sound. It’s sexy. It’s masculine. It turns me on even more.

I grip the back of Erik’s shoulders and bring my legs higher around his waist.

“You need this?” he asks.

“I need it.”

His thrust is powerful. It almost hurts, but that’s what makes it feel amazing. The pain mixed with the pleasure.

His hands slap onto the counter as he rolls his hips around, pulling out of me until just the tip of him remains and then entering me in one sudden forceful movement.

Every thrust makes me moan. I drop my head back and let my eyes flutter closed.

“No,” he growls. “Look at me.”

Erik takes the back of my head and helps me keep it up so I can meet his gaze. Our bodies are moving as one. In and out. Thrusting.

This time, I find myself able to match his pace.

He grabs one strap of my dress and tugs it down, taking my bra with it. His lips find my nipple, and he runs his tongue around it. I moan and arch my back, bringing our hips closer.

Thrust. I gasp. Thrust. He kisses along my throat. Thrust. I cling to him even tighter.

“I need to touch you, too,” I gasp out, scrambling for his shirt. I rip off the button and push his shirt of him. Erik hisses when I draw my nails down his muscular chest.

He pulls my other strap down so my dress falls around my waist. My bra is gone within seconds as Erik rips it off me, tossing it to the side with a low grunt in the back of his throat.

I can’t help but smile. He wants me just as badly as I want him.

Our chests press together, and it’s the best feeling in the world. Being this connected with him. Our hearts so close to each other.

Erik grips the backs of my thighs and pulls me flush against him. There’s no space between us. Not even a sliver of paper could get between us now.

I pull his head down so our lips can meet. We kiss with everything inside us as our hips rock together. The sensation of his length inside me is too much to bear. The pleasure is intense, making it hard for me to think, let alone breathe.

He lowers me onto my back and leans over me, drawing my hands over my head. Our fingers interlock. Every thrust of his cock gets me one step closer to my release. I can feel it building, building, building inside.

“Oh!” I moan. I want to say more, but words don’t even make sense right now.

Erik thrusts into me harder and harder and harder.

“Erik,” I cry out, clenching my hands around his as my second orgasm washes over me.

He groans and shudders as his release fills me. With a sigh, he lowers his body onto me, resting his face into the crook of my neck.

“Your breath tickles,” I tell him.

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