Page 58 of Infernal Hearts

I know we shouldn’t be doing this. I know his type—he’s going to be all awkward and hesitant tomorrow. But I want this right now. I need it so goddamn bad. And I need it with him. This feels like so much more than just some random hookup. For some reason, I feel a connection for the first time in a long time.

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want to hurt you.”

I laugh. It’s kind of cute how he thinks I can’t handle this. “I’m a sex demon. This is kind of my thing.” I fill my palm with lotion and wrap my hand around the base of his cock, positioning it so the head is pressing gently against my hole. “Ready?”

He puts one arm above his head, the other wrapping around my waist. He bites his lip and nods tentatively. I can’t wait to show him what I can do.

I press my weight down on him, sliding him inside me. Inch by inch, he goes in smoothly, and I groan when he fills me entirely. He pulses inside me as I throw my head back and enjoy the sensation. “It feels so fucking good.”

“You’re amazing.” He pulls me down on top of him into a deep kiss. Our tongues mingle for a few moments as I take a deep breath, relaxing my ass to fit him better.

I exhale fully so I can breathe Jay in right after. My magic senses every pheromone rolling off him. His musk fills the room, and it’s driving me wild. I grind my hips back down on him.

He moans in my mouth before breaking away, panting. “Fuck.Youfeel so fucking good.”

I sit up again, pressing my ass down fully onto him. I want all that he can give. His hands wrap around my waist as he bucks up into me, hitting my prostate and sending waves through my body. It’s pure ecstasy—I could live in that feeling for the rest of my life.

“Ugh. Do that again.” And he does. Hard. I can’t help but whimper. “Again, baby.”

And he does. Again. And again. I can barely catch my breath with how many times he’s hitting my spot. Precum drips from my dick and starts pooling on his stomach.

“Okay, stop.” I suck in a deep lungful of air. “My turn.”

My body taking control, I pick up speed, working him inside me. Rocking my hips in a circular motion, I fuck myself on his huge cock. I grip it tight with my muscle, never letting it leave my body. His breathing picks up as he puts his hands over his head, letting me work him over. The muscles on his torso tense every time I push him deeper inside me.

I’ve had so many meaningless hookups over the years. Plenty of deals. I know my way around. But this feels…different. There’s a bond here I’ve never felt. His heartbeat pulses in his chest and his breath hitches every time I change speed. Every inch of his smooth skin glides against mine. This is dangerous. Fuck, why this does feel so different from all the other times?

It’s building up inside me. Every time he rocks my spot, I get one step closer. And the look in his eyes as I ride him, my dick bouncing up and down on his stomach, is driving me closer to the edge. It’s full of emotion. It’s full of want. Him wantingme.

He nods tentatively. “I’m getting close again.”

“Give it to me.” I pick up speed because I am, too. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last anyway with all of the emotion filling the room, but I can hold off until he does.

“Aren’t you going to jerk off?” His breath is heavy, unsure. “I want you to finish with me.”

“Don’t need to.” I’m panting, sweat covering every inch of our bodies. “Not when you’re in me like this. Trust me.”

He arches his back, breath catching. Sweat coats his skin, dripping from his forehead. His cock pulses in me again, and I know it’s time. “Levi, I’m gonna—”

“Come in me, baby.” I roll my hips harder, squeezing him with my hole. I want him to bust inside me. I want every bit of him.

With a deep moan, Jay shoots over and over again. His eyes squint as he arches back, mouth open and letting out a guttural moan. He looks so beautiful when he loses control, and it’s a picture I’ll never forget as long as I live. I’d count myself lucky to put that look on his face every day.

As soon as he fills me, sparks fly through my body. I erupt all over his chest, stars in my eyes, room spinning dizzily around me. Barely able to catch my breath, I collapse forward, skin slick between us as he slides out of me.

We lay there for a moment, breathing heavily. His hands reach around my back, gently caressing my skin. “That was…” He tries to find the words but can’t.

“Fucking magnificent?” I belly laugh, my body tingling from head to toe.

Our breathing slows. Pressing my hand on the side of his face, I press my lips into his one last time. He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me.

“Thank you.” And I can tell that he means it.

He shouldn’t be thanking me. I should be thanking him. “My goddamn pleasure. Now, where do you keep your towels?”

“Cabinet.” He motions to the wall beside us. He lays back to catch his breath.

I throw the condom in the trash and wet down a towel with warm water, gently wiping off his chest and then my own. I lean down and give him another soft kiss on his lips. His mouth smiles under mine.

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