Page 54 of The Best Wrong Move

“I can tell,” he whispers back, his lips tickling my ear.

He covers my mouth with his, finding my tongue and kissing me deeply, before sliding his hands around the curve of my hips, cupping my ass from behind.

I drag my nails through his hair, down the back of his neck, then back up again. I feel him slide lower, pressing my body down with his own, dragging his tongue along the groove of my stomach. When he hits my navel, he presses a deep kiss into the concave depth, then cups my ass again, lifting my hips up to slip the panties from my body.

“You’re entirely overdressed.” I gesture for him to slip his off too.

He takes a step off the back of the mattress, then slides his boxers down to the floor. His skin is so taut, each muscle is like a ripple across water. Smooth and elastic, with a small trail of dark hair leading down to his cock, standing stick-straight at attention. He searches through his clothes on the floor briefly, then opens a condom and puts it on.

“Came prepared?” I ask, smiling.

He laughs, then nods.

“I prayed to God you weren’t acting,” he murmurs, climbing onto the bed again.

I widen my legs so I can feel the full length of him between my thighs.

“I want you ready for me, baby,” he growls into my ear before slipping down lower on the bed. Before I can open my eyes to see where he’s gone, I feel his hands grip my hips, his elbows pushing my knees apart as he opens me up, kissing between my legs for the first time.

I gasp when his tongue hits my clit, circling it, then groan when his fingers slip inside me, slowly moving in and out, teasing me gently for what’s to come.

I’m not going to last.

Not after wanting him for so long already.

I’ve also been thinking of this exact moment, ever since I first laid eyes on him. And now that it’s here, I can’t think of anything else but having him inside me.

I lift my hips up to meet his tongue and he pushes it in, finding my clit with his thumb as I start to ride him.

Oh my God. Rex never fucked me like this.

I wrap the bedsheet around my fist, dragging it up to my mouth, biting down on the fabric to stifle my moans.

“You don’t have to stay quiet, baby.” His words vibrate against the pink of my skin, taking me closer to the edge. “There’s no reason to hold back.”

“Dom!” I cry out, unable to stay quiet. “I can’t wait much longer.”

The tightly wound coil inside me grips harder, while his hold on me keeps everything from rolling away.

“I need you.” I gasp for air, pulling his shoulders up toward mine. “I need you inside me now.”

He shifts himself up, burying his lips into my neck, finally pushing his thick cock inside me. Despite his size, he slides in gently, letting me get accustomed to him for a moment before moving in and out, pushing through me with every shared breath.

I grab on to his hair, writhing beneath him while he plants kiss after kiss in the sensitive nook between my neck and collar bone. My entire body is a pool of waves, shocks, and sensations, shooting through me over and over, pulsing with the beat of my heart. I’m so close to coming — I can’t hold back anymore.

His breath quickens in my ear, and I know he’s close too.

“Dom,” I moan, my breath on his ear.

“Just let go, Liv,” he groans back, his breath hitching harshly in his throat. “I want to feel you come while I’m inside you, baby. I don’t want to wait one more second.”

He thrusts twice more, and the coil inside me explodes, spilling me over the edge. Gripping on to his cock, pulsing around him. I feel him go rigid, breathing heavily in my ear, and I shiver away from his lips, unable to take one more microcosm of touch. Shooting stars cry out like sparklers behind my eyes.

“Liv!” he groans against my neck.

“What the fuck was that?” I moan into the sheet beside me. Happily satisfied. I’ve never been fucked so well in my life. “I’ve never . . .” I trail off, hoping he catches my meaning, the sheets sweaty beneath us.

“I don’t think we have any reason to practice anything ever again,” he mumbles into the bed.

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