Page 620 of Rock Me All Night
Again. Again. Again.
Pleasure wells up inside me. There's no way to contain it. I lose any last hint of shyness. I scream his name. I rock back into him.
"You feel so good," I breathe. My eyes meet his. "Can you go deeper?"
He groans a yes and shifts off me enough to bring my legs to his chest. My ankles hit his shoulders.
He takes his time filling me. It's a tighter fit. Ow. It's too intense. I stop breathing.
"I've got you." He pulls out.
My body cries from the feeling of emptiness.
He adjusts our positions. Slowly, he slides inside me. Slowly, he brings the full weight of his body against mine. His hands dig into my hair. His eyes connect with mine. I remember to breathe.
It's still intense, but it's just enough.
I'm pinned. I can barely move. My eyelids press together. My lips press together. Then his thumb is on my bottom lip. In my mouth. I suck greedily. I want to touch him. But I want to finish this experiment.
A few more thrusts and I'm at the edge. I groan against his hand. My sex clenches. He slows.
His eyes meet mine. "I want you to come on my cock."
God yes.
I watch the pleasure spread over his face. A few more thrusts and his eyes are rolling back in his head. His lips part.
"Jess," he groans. "Fuck, Jess, you're so fucking wet."
Pleasure knots inside me. With his next thrust, I'm coming. My sex pulses around him, pulling him closer. Then he's shaking, biting his lip, groaning these perfect low groans.
I can feel his orgasm in the way his cock pulses inside me. In the way he fills me.
"Jess," he groans my name as he comes.
He sets my legs down and wraps his arms around me. He's still inside me. The entire universe still feels like it's exactly where it needs to be.
Pete undoes my restraints then shifts to the spot next to me. My hands go to his skin instantly. I press them against his chest, his shoulders, his stomach. God, I need his skin on my hands.
His hair between my fingers.
I slide my hand around his neck as I pull him into a long, deep kiss.
"New favorite?" He asks.
My cheeks flush. "I need to touch you next time." I soak in every inch of his skin against my fingers.
He catches my lower lip with his thumb. "I like you at my mercy."
"Me too." Of course, I'm always at his mercy.
There's this beautiful look of satisfaction on his face. Like he's never felt an ounce of pain before. Like he's exactly where he needs to be.
He brings his mouth to my ear. "I teased you ruthlessly."
I nod.
"I have to make it up to you."
