Page 155 of The Surprise Play
Holy shit.
I didn’t realize how much I wanted to hear that from her.
I don’t know what to say… and my throat’s too thick to form any coherent words anyway.
Smiling up at me, she grabs my face and pulls me down to kiss her. Our tongues meet in the middle—so familiar and warm that it’s easy to get sucked back into the vortex that is Satch’s perfect mouth.
My hands start to roam before I can stop them, and she lets me feel her up.
I make her come with soft strokes between her legs, all the while kissing her lips until she can’t hold out anymore.
Breaking away from me with sexy-ass whimpers and a groan that travels right through me, she falls apart in my arms and I roll between her thighs, slipping into her wet oasis with ease.
I’m still suited up, and although I should probably check the thing for breaks or tears, I can’t leave her.
So I gently plunge and thrust until I’m forced to use some common sense.
Reluctantly slipping out of her, I rise to my knees, needing to check that my armor is still intact.
“Is everything okay?” she pants, disappointment marring her expression when I switch on the bedside lamp.
“Yeah, baby. I’m just checking that this thing is still bulletproof.” I make sure we’re good to go before winking at her, then flopping onto my back and asking if she wants to try something new.
Nervous anticipation lights her face as I guide her to sit on top of me.
Her breasts sway as she gets herself comfortable, and I cup them in my hands, holding them steady while she lines us up, then sinks onto me.
“Holy shit,” I rasp, loving the way she encases me. Her weight on my thighs is delicious. Her body rocking over mine this way… holy shit.
She’s all-consuming, and when she grips my wrists and starts to ride me with more confidence, I can’t help telling her again.
“I love you. I love you so fucking much, Satch.”
Her smile is nothing but beauty when she beams down at me, then takes my hands, threading our fingers together. I can’t break eye contact with her as she rides me.
It’s fucking intimate, and I can’t make myself close my eyes or look away.
That gaze of hers is glassy with emotion and affection, and I want to bask in it for the rest of eternity.
I love you,I silently tell her, and she smiles, rising and falling over me until the heat spreading through my body is white-hot gold.
My breathing turns shallow, quick puffs of air punching out of me as my heart starts to pound. That heat continues to spread and glow until I’m the fucking Human Torch.
Squeezing her fingers, I lose myself, jerking beneath her as that fire takes me out, rocketing through me and blasting into her with an energy that is pure power—overwhelming, all-consuming electricity that binds us with a force I’ve never felt before.
She gasps and moans above me, her pussy clutchingmy dick as she bounces and pumps, tipping her head back with an erotic moan.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
Squeezing her thighs on either side of me, she whimpers, resting her hands on my shoulders as she rides out her orgasm with a sexy-ass expression, then lets her body sag.
Pulling her down, I nestle her over my chest and squeeze her against me while we catch our breath.
I want to tell her that was fucking hot.
I want to ask her if we can please do that again.
But there is no space for words right now.
