Page 76 of Beautiful Harmony

Her laughter cut out when he made three hard and deep thrusts that she felt to her toes. “Oh, oh God, that was good.”

“G-spot?” he asked.

“Maybe close to it,” she said.

He shifted slightly, angling his hips differently and thrust again. “Hotter or colder?”

She giggled. “Colder.”

She had a feeling that only Lucas could make sex this much fun and still be weirdly sexy.

He shifted again and made another thrust.

“Oh,” she moaned, “definitely warmer.”

“Good,” he said with a cute grin. “Hold on tight, Em.”

She clung to the couch, riding each of Lucas’s thrusts as he drove in and out. She leaned forward more, her sensitive nipples rubbing against Lucas’s chest hair sending new sensations rocketing through her body.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, “that feels so good, Lucas.”

“Getting warmer?” he asked as he changed his strokes to short and fast.

“Yes,” she panted. “I really want to come on your cock, Lucas.”

“I know, baby,” he said.

“Are you close, or can you go a little longer?” Man, she sounded so damn selfish right now.

He kissed her hard, his lips and tongue demanding she give him everything before he released her. “I can go as long as you need me to go.”

She gave him a distracted smile as she dug her knees into the couch and bounced on Lucas’s cock. She and Lucas were panting, and she was hot and horny and desperate to come. She moved harder and faster, trying to ignore the frustration that crept in.

She leaned back slightly. “Maybe this angle… fuck, it’s not working.”

“Shh,” he said. “You’ll get there.”

“I want to be there now,” she panted before reaching for her clit. “Fuck it.”

Lucas pulled her hand away. “No, Em, not yet.”

“I want to come,” she whined. “I need it.”

“I know,” he said. “But not yet.”

“Lucas!” She glared at him, her clit throbbing and her body screaming at her for relief. “I can’t, not this time.”

He kissed her again, this one gentle and slow until she relaxed against him. “You can,” he said against her mouth before lightly rubbing her clit with his fingertips.

“Oh, ohhh,” she moaned, rocking against Lucas’s fingers. He brought her to the edge of her orgasm and then stopped, pulling a groan of frustration from her throat. “Lucas, don’t stop!”

He kissed her throat, his hands tangling in her hair as he shifted again under her. He made a deep thrust, and she shrieked, her hands digging into the couch as his dick rubbed directly against her G-spot.

“Hot,” Lucas said with satisfaction before fucking her with those same deep strokes.

Emma shrieked again, clinging to Lucas’s shoulders as pleasure permeated her entire body with every stroke of Lucas’s dick. She could hear herself moaning and repeatedly chanting ‘fuck’ but didn’t care how she sounded. The only thing that mattered was the feel of Lucas’s cock, his low voice in her ear saying filthy beautiful things, and her orgasm hovering just beyond her reach.

“Lucas!” she cried as he made another hard thrust, and the pleasure burst inside her with the intensity of a supernova exploding. It went on forever, turning her into a shivering, moaning mess.

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