Page 12 of Hooking Up
But I needhiminside me.
"Walker. Please." I arch my hips. Heel—toe my feet to spread my legs. "I need you inside me."
He lets out a low heavy groan and brings his hands to my hips. He holds me steady as he brings his body onto mine.
His tip strains against me.
Desire floods my senses. Yes. More. Everything.
He pulls back and does it again.
Again.
Again.
I dig my fingers into the sheets. I rise onto my tiptoes. I get dizzy from anticipation.
"More." I push aside my inhibitions. "Harder."
His fingers dig into my hips.
He thrusts into me full force.
Fuck. He's big. It's intense. But good intense.
He holds me in place as he pulls back and drives into me again.
Again.
He fills me with deep, steady thrusts.
Each winds me up. Each sends bliss to my fingers and toes.
He slides one hand around my hip and slips it between my legs.
He rubs my clit with his thumb as he drives into me.
Damn. That's intense.
He's good at this.
Way too good at this.
It defies explanation.
But then logic isn't all that interesting at the moment.
I…
He…
His thumb finds just the right spot.
"There," I breathe.
His groans fill the room as he drives into me. As he rubs me right where I need him.
He's bringing me all this pleasure. And it's making him groan. And he…
