Page 57 of Catch You

My name is a plea on her lips, and it makes my head spin with desire.

“Fuck. I need you.”

“Yes. Yes,” she chants as I slide my palms up her thighs, taking the fabric of her skirt with them until it bunches around her waist.

“These are pretty,” I say, running my finger over the damp lace between her thighs as she squirms about on my kitchen counter.

“Oh God. More. Please.” Her legs widen as she tries to find my friction.

“That’s it, my little goddess,” I encourage. “Tell me what you need.”

“I-I need you. I need everything.”

Slipping the fabric aside, I run my finger through her wet folds, and her head falls back in pleasure. Making the most of the opportunity, I fix my lips to the sensitive skin of her neck and suck and lick as I slide my fingers deep inside her.

“Oh God. Oh God.”

With a hand on the small of her back, I slide her forward to allow me to push up higher into her. I want to find the spot that makes her scream.

“Corey,” she cries when I hit it and start to up my tempo.

I kiss down her chest and over the swell of her breasts, but I need more. Releasing the clasp of her bra, I watch in delight as the fabric falls from her body, revealing her tits to me. I waste no time in leaning forward and sucking one of her rosy, pink peaks into my mouth.

She tastes even better than I remember. I lick and bite while I fuck her into a frenzy.

“Come for me, Harlow,” I demand between kisses. In only seconds, her walls clamp down around my fingers so tightly that it makes my cock weep, and she cries out my nameinto my empty flat. Suddenly, this place doesn’t feel so cold, so depressing. She’s only been here a few moments, yet she’s already brought colour and life into a place I avoid at all costs. It’s a stark reminder of my reality. I might look like I’m living the high life in LA, running Zach’s newest studio, but the man behind that mask is a very different story.

She’s barely come down from her high when I pull her into my body. Her legs automatically wrap around my waist, and her arms cling to my shoulders as I move us toward the back of the flat and my bedroom.

Once again, she doesn’t take any notice of her surroundings as her lips land on my rough jaw and kiss down my neck. She grinds her hips, knowing full well that she’s pressed up tightly against my length, and a growl rumbles up my throat.

The second we’re in my room, I throw her down on my bed and watch as she bounces a few times before I reach out to remove what’s left of her clothing.

“I need you naked. Now,” I warn as I pop the button on her skirt and drag it down her legs. Her knickers follow, leaving her gloriously bare and waiting for me. “Much better.”

She pushes herself so she’s sitting and resting back on her palms, allowing me the time I need to get my fill, although I already know it’ll never be enough. I could stare at her all night, but I know the second she leaves in the morning that I’ll want to do it all over again. It’s fucking unnerving.

Before I’m ready, she scoots over to the edge of the bed. I want to tell her to go back, but the moment her fingers brush the skin above the waistband of my jeans and boxers, all thoughts leave my mind.

“I think it’s your turn, don’t you?”

I open my mouth to reply, to tell her that I want nothing more than to watch her suck my cock deep into her mouth once again, but all words leave me when she releases my jeans andpushes everything down my hips. My cock springs free and she licks her lips as she stares at it like it’s her next meal.

She doesn’t bother fully removing my remaining clothes. Instead, she wraps her fingers around me and leans forward.

“Fuuuuuck,” I groan as she licks the tip of me. I thread my fingers into her red hair and hold her in place. Her huge, chestnut eyes find mine, and something happens in my chest. Something that tells me that I’m never going to be able to let her go.

Fuck.

My thoughts are lost when she leans forward, sucking my length into her mouth. I hit the back of her throat before she pulls back and licks around the tip once again.

“Fuck, Harlow.” She smiles around me at my praise and, thankfully, keeps going.

Long before I’m ready for it to end, my balls draw up and my cock twitches violently in her mouth. She doesn’t miss a beat in swallowing me down.

Fuck, this woman has me on my knees, and she has no idea.

Unable to bear not touching her, I crawl over her body, forcing her to scramble up the bed.

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