Page 123 of Lush

I gasped as his lips drew a hard nipple into his mouth. His tongue ran small circles over me, and he grunted softly against my skin.

“Damn, you so fucking wet.”

He moved my panties and slipped a finger in, making me moan. I almost screamed when his tongue wrapped around my clit.

“Reese!”

My hand landed on top of his head, I made eye contact as he ate my pussy. I couldn’t stop my body from twisting and turning as he released my clit with a loud smack.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I said softly.

Reese paused, and it was the closest I could come to admitting the truth: that I was afraid of losing him more than I was afraid of loving him.

He added another finger, then tugged me closer, burying his face between my thighs.

“Oh God.” Making eye contact with him again, I succumbed to the pleasure. Letting out a strangled noise as he pushed my thighs to my chest, I struggled to breathe, and within seconds I felt my pussy clamp down on his fingers.

“Reese!” My heart was pounding in my ears, and I lay looking up at the night sky.

Before he could respond, I moved, flipping us with a burst of urgency that left him momentarily stunned. His hands were on my hips as I shifted forward and pushed his cock into me. I gritted my teeth; the first few inches were always a stretch, but after that the pleasure began to take over.

My toes curled as I sunk into his lap, every rise and fall measured, teasing.

Reese’s hands grasped my ass possessively, bringing us close. My thighs began to tremble as I tried to close them, but he shookhis head, and I felt his breath, hot and ragged, pushing me over the edge.

“Nope, spread ’em.” He used his free hand to move my thighs apart, and I threw my head back.

“Oh God… Reese, I’m…” I could barely get the words out; I was so overwhelmed. The heat from him, that salty, woodsy, ocean smell—it filled my senses.

I wasn’t embarrassed by the way my body responded, the slick sound of us echoing between gasps and moans as I rode him harder, each thrust drawing me deeper into the moment. I was wet, the friction felt good, the wet noise gave me chills. My ass met his thighs with a force that jolted me forward.

“Fuck, you’re so fuckin’ tight.” I loved how he looked falling apart.

He was panting, sweat slicking his skin as his hands explored my body, tracing the map of my stretch marks, dips, and scars, making me feel breathtakingly beautiful. I felt my stomach clench and burn as an orgasm built.

“I can never seem to get enough of you.” He sat up, forcing me to make eye contact before he mercilessly drilled up into me. “Wanna come?”

“Yes, Reese, fuuuck yes,” I cried, my voice breaking as my nails dug into his shoulder, leaving crescent-shaped marks. He slowed, just slightly, and the drag of his cock sent a sharp jolt through my body. Each thrust was deep, purposeful, as if he were imprinting himself into every inch of me.

I didn’t care about tomorrow, or the chaos waiting for us. This moment was ours. Just ours. Perfect.

I quickly moved from my knees to my feet, bracing myself against his chest. Each movement made him press deeper inside me, and the new angle sent a cry tumbling from my lips.

Reese’s hands shot to my hips, guiding me with bruising force as I rode him, each thrust harder and faster than the last, until the world blurred, and all that mattered was the tightening coil threatening to snap inside me.

I watched, mesmerized, as his Adam’s apple bobbed, his ragged breaths catching in his throat, each gasp a desperate, uneven struggle against some unseen force. The rhythm of his movements shattered, replaced by frantic, instinctive reactions.

“Shit,” he said, taking my hands and intertwining our fingers. “Look at me, Laurene. I love you.”

I dropped and raised my hips even faster.He loves me.

No matter how far Reese’s cock pulled out of me, my hips chased his. I hugged him tight.

“You’re taking me so well, baby. Hold on, I’m almost there.”

He was going to make me cum. My legs were trembling, and I just couldn’t stop myself from clinging to him and eagerly accepting all that he gave me.

“You’re so deep.” I reached down to push at his thigh, and he smacked my hand away.

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