Page 114 of Revive Me

What I wouldn’t give to see her tits shake as I drive into her from above. But I know my hips would tire quickly, if they’d even be able to fuck her the way I want to…

Lily places a hand on my cheek and kisses me. “This position is perfect,” she whispers.

I smile against her mouth. “I bought some toys to make sure I can get you off,” I murmur. Because there’s no way in hellI was getting Lily into my bed and not making her come hard enough to see God.

A loud laugh bursts out of her, but before I can be offended, she says, “I’m sorry, did you not see how hard you just made me come? Unassisted?”

My lips stretch into a grin. “I believe someone once accused me of only knowing how to underachieve or overachieve.”

Chuckling, her hand slides down my neck, down to my chain where her fingers hook through it to pull me closer. “Well, at least you’re consistent.”

The moment her lips touch mine, the heat between us increases once more, and all teasing disappears. Without another word, I roll onto my back and reach into my bedside drawer.

I don’t care that my movements become hurried after that. Once I’ve grabbed what I need, I quickly strip my pants off and roll back toward Lily. I pull her close and hitch her leg over my hip again.

She watches, wide-eyed and chest heaving, as I slide a cock ring over my length. It’s not a fancy one, just something to hopefully keep me harder for longer. Because two and a half years later, my dick still has a mind of its own when it comes to orgasms and sensations.

I’m attempting to shove my worry about it back when I hear Lily breathe, “God, I forgot how big you are.”

I have to tamp down on my smirk, any remnants of my hesitation disappearing. “I should probably be offended that I’m forgettable, but—” I slide the tip of my cock along her pussy. “Right now, I don’t really care.”

I love watching her as she stares at me playing with her wetness. But I don’t think I can stand another second without her taste on my lips, so I hungrily take her mouth in a kiss, my tongue diving deep to tangle with hers.

The moan she lets out is my undoing. And in one smooth move, I slide inside her.

Her moan turns into a gasp. “Oh my God. The cock ring?—”

I thrust again, and again she gasps.

“Can you feel it against your clit?” I groan.

Her nod is jerky. I didn’t quite trust myself with a vibrating cock ring, but I couldn’t help getting one with a little extra clit stimulation on top. Every time I slide all the way inside, the textured bump hits Lily’s clit.

She whimpers when I change angles slightly. “Yes, yes, right there.”

My brow furrows in concentration as I take her hips in both hands. While still thrusting into her, I move her lower body forward and back to meet my drives. The added assistance lets me go deeper, and harder.

“Ohfuck,” she says breathily. Then she’s wrapping her arms around my neck, bumping her hips forward, taking over the motion from my hands. I keep one hand on her hip still, guiding her motions, but the other I slide into her hair at the nape of her neck and kiss her.

“You feel fucking incredible,” I breathe out against her lips. I have a bizarre moment of gratitude that my injury wasn’t a complete SCI, that I can still feel the mind-bending sensation of Lily’s pussy dripping down my cock, her muscles squeezing me every time I slide all the way in.

But it registers that she doesn’t seem mindless with pleasure, the way she did when she was on the verge of an orgasm. So I quickly grab the second thing I pulled from my bedside table.

The moment I press the buzzing vibrator against Lily’s clit, she jolts from the sensation, her eyes flying open. “What?—?”

My mouth moves to her neck, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin there. “Overachiever, remember?” I murmur.

It doesn’t take her long to recover from the shock, because a second later, her hips start rolling faster, chasing the small vibrator. Her breathing becomes shallow, and a sweat breaks out on her skin.

NowI can feel her spiraling. She frantically grabs for my face, pulling my lips back to hers. She’s gasping for air too hard to actually kiss me, but the bump and slide of our mouths against each other is a comfort in itself.

“You’re going to make me come,” she whispers. “Roman, I’m about to?—”

Her admission wrenches a sound out of me, and I press the vibrator harder against her clit. My grip on her hips tightens as I pull her into my thrusts with desperation.

I know she’s on the verge of coming, so I’m surprised when she reaches down to knock the bullet out of my hand. “I want you,” she gasps against my lips. “I only ever want you.” I can feel her muscles clamping down on me as she shakes and moans. “I want you and I love you and I?—”

My orgasm slams into me so hard, I think I black out for a minute. Between Lily’s words and the feeling of her absolutely losing it all over my cock, I’m bowled over by a tsunami of pleasure.

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