Page 50 of On The Rocks

“Oh, God. Oh, God.”

There was no headboard for her to hold onto, but she found my hair and gripped tight as she twisted onto her side.

I followed her and dug my fingers of my free hand into her perfect ass while holding on for dear life.

I knew I’d have to fight to get her under me, but not actual combat.

This was...holy shit.

I inched back and rolled her flat on her back again, holding her thighs wide open as I finally drove her up and over the edge. Her back bowed up and I wished the shirt was gone, so I could see every inch of her.

But this was enoughfor now.

For this first time.

She fought against the cascading pleasure, but finally, she shattered under me, collapsing onto the mattress with great, gulping breaths.

Her thighs splayed wide open and trembled lightly.

My dick was so hard I could probably hammer in any nail needed on the property, but I ignored the pain and slid up her body, nosing under my now favorite Johnny Cash T-shirt to lightly twine my tongue around her nipple until it tightened for me.

Her fingers tunneled through my hair as she moaned softly. “Sorry, currently expired.”

I grinned around the tight tip and tugged gently.

She hissed. “Fuck.”

I let it go to lick lightly. “We haven’t done that part yet.”

“Why are you still wearing all your clothes?”

I laughed and rested my cheek against her belly. “Because I couldn’t wait to taste you.” I rubbed against her and rolled onto my hip to give my cock a little breathing room.

I drifted my hand down over her naked hip, then between her thighs.

She clamped her legs over my hand. “I need a little recovery time.”

I smiled against her skin. “I’ll be gentle.”

“Yeah, right. You detonated a bomb in my girl parts.”

I chuckled and pushed up on my elbow. “A bomb, huh?” I disengaged my hand from her delectably strong thighs to trail light circles over her belly. “I didn’t even get up here to make sure these got the attention they deserve.” I pushed up the shirt and with the rhythm of the song playing, I drew lazy trails around one breast, then the other.

The cinnamon-colored tips tightened with each pass until I couldn’t resist lowering my mouth to gently tease and taste.

She was frowning at me, when I glanced up.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She tried to smooth her face, but the confusion wouldn’t be wiped away.

“What? I just like touching you.” I brushed my nose along the side of her breast before making the lazy circuit around in an infinity trail to the other. One hand slid down again to dip inside her soft, warm pussy.

She drew in a soft breath, then she sighed when I simply coasted through to draw her wetness along her belly. I inched down and chased the path of my fingers and licked up the salty trail.

I slid over between her thighs, pulling off my shirt to feel her skin to skin. Most of my weight was on the mattress. She shifted to cradle me closer.

Her frown returned as I just settled against her, tucking my arms under the curve of her lower back as I relaxed against her.

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