Page 77 of Crash Landing
I nodded and pushed myself back against him, elated to feel his hard bulge prodding my behind when I did.
Saleuk played with me, torturing me with slow circles. With his other hand, he started to maneuver his pants down off his hips. I could see them slide away and watched with excitement as his hard cock sprung free, tipped in dark purple that faded down the shaft. Nipples hard, I rocked against his hand, needing more. With a cocky grin, Saleuk dipped his hand further against my folds and then brought it to his cock, stroking it down the thick shaft a couple of times. I licked my lips, watching him rub it along my lower back just to drive me crazy.
“You want to watch me fill you?” he said.
“Yes,” I answered, breathless.
“Then keep your eyes on me, Sam. I want to see your pretty face when you come all over me.”
He took his eyes off of me only for a second as he positioned his cock against my entrance. I held my breath when his gaze met mine again, unable to blink or speak. Moving his hands to my hips, he started to drive forward, stretching me. I was so wet for him, there was hardly any resistance, but God, the feeling of fullness was like nothing I’d ever felt. And that position made everything feel new. Different.
So damn good.
I shook against him, my breath leaving me in a slow moan. And seeing the look on Saleuk’s face as I took him was priceless. His brows furrowed a bit and his lips parted with silent pleasure until my ass met his hips. Both of us let out a rough breath of relief, our bodies relaxing for a moment to savor the feeling of being locked together.
“Sjek, you're still so tight,” he said, bending forward and bracing a hand on the table beside mine. His lips met my shoulder as his other hand coiled around to grasp my chin. “So tight and so perfect.”
He pulled out of me, nipping at my ear before forcing my eyes back toward our reflection.
“Look at yourself,” he whispered into my ear, pushing himself back in. I gasped at the suddenness of it. At the feeling of being empty and filled to my limits within one shocking second. “So beautiful, Sam.”
He thrust again and I moaned, wanting so badly to close my eyes and revel in the pleasure of it, but Saleuk made certain I didn’t miss a thing. He watched me just like I was watching him as he rocked his hips forward again and again.
“Oh… fuck,” I panted.
Saleuk chuckled against my neck. The handsome sound drove me crazy and I turned to him. Our mouths connected in a deep, passionate kiss, tongues fighting for dominance. And then he was back to kissing my shoulder. My neck. My back. I was losing myself to the image of us screwing like I lost myself in dreams. It didn’t seem real and yet it was the most real thing I’d ever felt. This man was appreciating me. Enjoying me. And it felt so damn wonderful to be enjoyed and appreciated and cared about. With every thrust of his cock inside me, I felt closer to him. More connected. I’d longed for him to fill me for weeks and finally, I was whole.
His hand collared my throat, asserting dominance but not squeezing and the sensation nearly finished me. I whimpered his name, fighting for breath as the pleasure built in the base of my stomach. Mouth agape, I panted, wanting to cry out my bliss. Saleuk’s thumb dipped between my teeth, pinning my tongue to the base of my mouth. Why that was so erotic was a mystery to me, but it sent flutters racing toward every nerve. I bit down lightly on him and he growled into my ear, slamming into me with more force.
“Look at us, al’fira,” he spoke, forcing my gaze toward the reflection again.
My face was a canvas of ecstasy. My hair swung and my breasts bounced with every thrust and my fingers gripped the slick metal surface of the table for dear life. Taking his hand from my neck, he lowered it down between my legs once more, wet with my saliva. His fingers found my bud and he began stroking in perfect circles. My legs shook and it took everything not to throw my head back and close my eyes just to let the tension devour me. But I didn’t. I did what he said and I watched as Saleuk pulled on my hips with one hand and stroked me with the other.
“Tell me you want to come,” he said.
“I want to come,” I rushed. “God, I want to come.”
He chuckled at my urgency and removed his fingers from my clit, leaving me drowning in anticipation as he pounded mercilessly into my tight channel.
“Beg.”
Beg? Who did he think he was to…
He buried himself deep and stopped, his fingers biting into my hips. Looking at his reflection, I could see a fierceness in his eyes like he was warning me. My clit fluttered and my knees trembled, barely able to hold me up.
Fuck.
“Please,” I begged. “Make me come, Saleuk. Please, don’t stop.”
His devilish grin slid across his lips and he pulled slowly out of me, his hand sliding toward my front again to stroke me. The moment I felt him, I moaned with relief. And then his thick shaft was filling me again and I was finished. I cried out his name as he began to thrust with renewed speed, forcing the orgasm out of me. My legs almost gave out beneath me and if he hadn’t been holding onto me, I’d have crumpled to the ground. Every ounce of built-up pleasure coursed through my veins until my fingers and toes were curling.
Mercilessly, Saleuk continued to slam into me all through my release until I felt his body seize. I looked up to watch his glistening muscles go taut just as he pulled himself abruptly from my heat. A strained groan rose up from his throat as his hot seed streamed against my back.
Extra precautions were good… even if I would have loved to feel him come inside me.
We were both panting and spent. I felt like goop, in awe that I hadn’t just fallen to the floor. Every breath shuddered as the final aftershocks of my release dissolved from my core. Cold wind kissed me where his cock no longer occupied and I shivered.
I wanted to collapse there like a pile of boneless limbs, but Saleuk’s arms were around me before I could surrender to that impulse. He turned me to face him, fisting my hair to pull my head back. He was panting just as hard as I was, but that didn’t stop him. His mouth crashed into mine in a slow but deep kiss that took the last of my breath away.
