Page 25 of Sweet Redemption
“Oh h, e, double—Markus,” I groaned out as he shifted his hips, dragging my sensitive nub against the crisp hairs at the base of his shaft.
“Move for me, sweetheart,” Markus encouraged, his hands gripping tight of my hips.
I wrapped my hands around Markus’s neck and began to move up and down in rhythm of his pumping hips.
“Oh God, Markus.” It was all I could say before my core tightened, and every nerve ending in my body felt alive. My climax hit so hard, I saw stars.
Markus’s hips rocked faster. “You feel so fucking good. Damn Charlie—I’m coming.” His last few thrust faltered before he moaned out my name and spilled his seed inside the condom.
My legs felt like rubber bands. I collapsed onto top of Markus, my face in the crook of his neck. “I can’t move.”
Markus laughed. “Neither can I.” He wrapped his arms around me and took my mouth in a slow sensual kiss.
We sat there, arms tangled around each other, on the side of the road for nearly half an hour before we cleaned up and got back on the road. This time, I didn’t mind the silence since Markus held my hand the whole way there.
