Page 427 of Rock Me All Night
Tom brings his hands to my hips, not holding me, but cradling me. He presses his cheek against mine.
"I've got you," he whispers.
He does. I only barely nod. Tom teases me with his tip. Again and again. And again. Until I'm desperate for all of him. Now.
With one swift movement, he thrusts inside me. It's deep. Hard. My eyelids close. My fingers dig into his skin. I give in to the bliss spreading through me. My hips move of their own accord, matching his movements, pushing him deeper.
He groans as he moves faster and harder.
Another orgasm rises up inside me. My sex clenches again and again as I come. It pulls him closer, deeper.
Tom's grip tightens around my hips. He goes harder. Deeper.
Within moments, he's there, groaning into my ear and digging his fingers into my skin as he comes. I soak in every second of his orgasm. The way his breath goes erratic, the way his voice goes higher, the way his body shakes against mine.
He presses his lips against my neck, untangles our bodies, and does away with the condom.
I fall onto my side, my thoughts slowly drifting back into my head.
Then Tom is back on the bed, his arms around me, his lips against my neck. And I realize I'm done with thoughts for the night. All I need to know is how good he makes me feel.
How badly I want to be his.
