Page 90 of Revive Me

I all but choke on my breath at her admission.This woman is a fucking goddess, and she’s talking about how even the thought of me gave her pleasure.

And whether it’s what she intended or not, Lily’s words spark an old flame of confidence. I forget about my nerves, and my worry that this won’t be good for Lily. I stop hating myself for the fact that I can’t physically fuck her the way I’m used to fucking.

Instead, I think about how badly she wants menow.

I think about how eagerly she kisses me—every time. How her cheeks get pink when she checks me out. How she became soaking wet just fromfeelingmy cock.

And with that reminder, I take Lily’s mouth in a searing kiss. There’s nothing sweet about it, I simply slide my tongue between her lips and kiss her until she’s breathless.

Sure enough, when I eventually pull back, she’s panting. Which gives me the opportunity to brush my lips over her jaw, pressing a kiss under her ear to the sensitive spot on her neck.

“What did you think about?” I murmur against her skin. “Did you think about what happened, or what youwantto happen?”

“Both,” she gasps, her hands going to my shoulders again.

“And what is it you want?” I ask, nipping her earlobe as my thumb presses harder against her clit. “Tell me about your fantasies, Liliana.”

“Oh God,” she moans. Her hips start rolling before she’s even answered the question. “This,” she gasps. “I think about this.”

And then she’s riding me, her hips rising and falling as she works my cock inside her.

I bite off a curse at the sensation.Fuck. Did sex ever feel like this?

I pull back just enough that I can watch as Lily fucks me, her lips parted with moans of pleasure, her thighs flexing with exertion. Her pussy is so wet, I can see my cock glistening with her arousal every time she lifts up.

No. I don’t think it ever felt like this.

I kiss her because I can’tnotkiss her.

“You feel so good,” she whimpers into my mouth, kissing me back like she’s just as eager to feel me everywhere.

As her hips move quicker, I help as much as I can, lifting her up and down with the hand still on her waist, but I can’t do as much as I’d like. I can’t fuck up into her. It’s frustrating, but I also realize that, even without my hips working, she’s still clearly on the edge of an orgasm.

“I can feel your pussy squeezing me,” I groan into another kiss. “Are you going to come again?”

She nods desperately and rides me harder. “I’m so close,” she whispers.

Dropping my mouth to her peaked nipple, I pull the tip between my lips and suck hard enough to make Lily gasp.

“Oh God,yes,” she breathes out, one hand sinking into my hair. “That’s going to make me?—”

She chokes on her next word when I worry the tip with my teeth. And when I follow that by pinching her clit between my fingers, she stops breathing entirely.

Igroaninto her skin as her pussy starts to spasm. My eyes slide closed, my fingers dig into her waist, and I try to memorize the sensation of Lily’s muscles clamping down on my cock.

When she eventually slumps into me with a sigh, I’m still guiding her hips forward and back, my movements slow and lazy. “Damn, baby,” I groan, leaving a trail of kisses across her breast and up to her collarbone. I could keep her in my arms forever, just like this.

But then her hips move in a way that hits the head of my dick, a jolt of sheer pleasure shooting up my spine.

I suck in a sharp breath. “Ohshit. Fuck—wait—don’t—” My hands dig into Lily’s waist to hold her in place.

Her eyes go wide as she freezes. “What is it? Oh my God, did I hurt you?”

I quickly shake my head. “No, it’s not that. It’s just—” I force my grip to loosen, my gaze traveling down to where my cock is halfway inside of Lily. “I don’t know, you moved somehow, and it felt…”

Like the slickest fucking silk.

Like all I want to do is fuck up into you to chase it.

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