Page 92 of Resurfaced Passion
“Paige..” he warned.
“I need time, you’re too big.”
He loved hearing that because he smirked and settled his head back against the soft padded headboard with his eyelids doing that sexy lowered thing all men do. Just watching her situating herself on his lap until she began the descent. Down and down until she’d barely put half of his inches inside her. She felt too full, but she knew she’d already taken all of him so why was this position so difficult?
She slowly moved and it felt fantastic just having half of him stretching her, but when she began to bounce harder her body seemed to refuse him entry, she reached over his head to hold the headboard and tried pushing down.
Reaper groaned and reared forward to put as much of her boob in his mouth. The sucking went directly between her legs, gushing more wetness. His hands on her ass helped her movement.
“I want all of you,” she complained, breathing heavy. Slamming her hips harder. Frustration stung her nose. Her eyes clashed with his as he cupped her face and kissed her lips gently.
“Shh, baby. Even just an inch sunk inside you is ecstasy. Keep on moving.”
Unable to get where she want to be, she snapped her hips in a loose circle and groaned her frustration because it felt so good, but she needed more, and that’s when Reaper moved and tipped her onto her back.
She squeaked, balancing her feet on the bedspread. With her hips arched up he was immediately able to slide deeper and she sighed with pleasure. Eyes closing. Reaper held under her thighs, pressing her legs towards her ears. “Is this what a beautiful girl needed? To feel me right down to the bottom?”
“God. Yes.” body shaking, she felt so full of him she moaned and lifted into the thrust he gave.
“You drive me fucking wild, Paige. Tell me to fuck you hard.” All the air whooshed out of her lungs and she pinged her eyes open and nearly lost the power of life when he shoved forward and impaled her. “Tell me, Paige.”
Knowing she was the source of his ecstasy was the most insane adrenalin high she’d ever felt.
“Please.Jesus. Fuck me hard, Reaper. Hard, hard, so hard,please.”
He did. Like he’d unleashed something from within, he held her close, sucked on her neck and powered each shove like a military operation.
He fucked her.
Like really fucked her hard.
Driving into her with deep strokes, and hell if she didn’t love each one.
It was sex on steroids, and she was coming so fast she almost passed out.
The speed, the pace, the feel of it all was too much. Too good. Tooeverything. She cried out, dug her nails deep into his butt as she held on.
It didn’t take long for her to milk his cock dry either, he groaned his sexy release into her neck.
“Tell me,” he rasped next to her ear.
“That…that was so good,” she whispered.
She had the impression she’d said the wrong thing because his eyes looked so sad for a second before the look was gone and he leaned down to take her mouth swiftly and hot.
Some moments later when he’d crawled back into bed and pulled Paige on top of him, roaming his fingers the length of her spine she finally broke the silence. “Tell me honestly,” she said, twisting locks of his hair in her fingers. “I’m the best you’ve ever had in the sack, aren’t I?”
This made him burst out laughing and he squeezed both her ass cheeks.
“I mean, I don’t want to brag, but I pretty much broke the sex record for orgasm intensity, Reaper.”
“Yeah, you did, baby.” he nipped her earlobe.
Settling into a comfortable silence, his arms holding her close, Paige’s mind was a complete blob of mush but around that ball of blissful mush, below her closed lids she felt peaceful and familiar in his arms. She couldn’t explain the pictures flashing behind her eyes. Ones of Reaper and her having so much sex and cuddling afterward. Just like now, but it was different … different locations, beds, sights and smells, feelings and emotions.
Man, she was so sexed up she was imagining them in all kinds of places.
“Paige, you good?”
