Page 53 of On My Side
I move my hand from her hip up her rib cage, tracing the side of her breast. I’m startled when her hand moves from my ass to push it away as she breaks the kiss.
“Please… I…” Her breath is shaky, and for a moment, she seems afraid. “I don’t… I breastfed. They’re misshapen…”
“Hey.” I squeeze her hand. “You don’t need a reason. If there’s something you’re uncomfortable with or don’t want me to do, I won’t do it.”
“You’re okay with not touching them? Or seeing them?” she asks cautiously.
“Sweetheart, I’m certain they’re lovely. But it’s your body, and what you say goes. I’ll touch you whereveryouwant me to.”
She grabs the back of my head and pulls me in for another kiss. “Thank you,” she whispers against my lips, our hips grinding against each other again.
“Don’t thank me for doing the bare minimum, sweetheart.”
She doesn’t answer, but her head falls back against the door again, teeth digging into her lower lip.
“Close,” she whimpers. “I’m… I’m close.”
I drop our hands and dig my fingers into her full hips. She has me acting like a wild animal, and I fucking love it.
So does she, judging by the way she ruthlessly digs her fingers into my shoulders.
“Come on, sweetheart,” I pant, eyes fixated on her. “Give it to me.”
Her breathing becomes quicker, her movements more frantic, and on a sharp cry, her entire body tightens and her head falls back against the door.
It’s the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever experienced.
Her body softens in my arms and she exhales on a moan and it’s too much.
I bury my face in her neck and it takes three more thrusts before I come, hot and sticky in my pants.
I don’t think I’ve ever come this hard in my life, and my legs are weak. I lose my balance and with a loud yelp, I take Audrey with me as I fall to the ground.
She lands on top of me, and I swear, I think I’m already hard again, simply from the sheer pleasure of her body on mine.
She groans and rolls off me. I fight the urge to pull her back, to hold her to me and beg her to stay with me, to keep touching me. I reached completion while fully clothed with this woman, and it only made me want more with her.
I turn my head to look at her, taken aback when I see her hands are underneath her glasses and covering her eyes, body shaking.
My stomach sinks as I roll to my side and slip my own glasses back on. “Aud, talk to me. Are you okay?”
She slowly lowers her hands, and a wave of relief washes over me. She’s laughing.
She turns her face and meets my eye, laughing harder.
I can’t help it, I start to laugh too.
And wouldn’t you know? Thereisa sound better than her laughter—ours,woven together into the perfect melody.
Chapter 19
Ren
Playlist: Hey Girl | Stephen Sanchez
“So,” I say.
“So,” Audrey responds.
