"Blake," I groan.
I come down, panting in a desperate bid to catch my breath.
He shifts. Fabric moves. He must be taking off his boxers.
Almost…
He pins my shoulders to the bed.
His knees nudge my thighs apart.
I can feel his warmth against my sex.
I arch my back, trying to meet him, but I'm not close enough.
He digs into my skin, shifting his weight into my hips.
Almost.
His tip slides over my clit. Over my sex.
He teases me.
Again.
Again.
"Blake." I arch my hips, pushing him deeper. "Please."
Still, he teases again.
Again.
"Please," I breathe. It's the only word in my head.Please. Please everything.
He teases again and again.
And again.
I'm ready to scream when he finally slides inside me.
It's fast. One hard thrust. It hurts, but it feels so fucking good. I feel so fucking whole.
Pleasure shoots through my limbs. I'm back on that ride, ready to climb all the way to the top. He's taking me there. He's taking me to another free fall.
He thrusts into me fast and hard. His breath catches.
He groans as he sinks into me.
My nipples scrape against his chest. He nips at the skin on my neck. Groans into my ear.
I can't move. I can't do anything but soak in the feeling of our bodies connecting.
And fuck, it feels so good.
All his skin against mine.
Him driving inside me.