Page 119 of Come to Me
Another lick, long and slow. I groan, tearing at the sheets. My sex clenches, tighter and tighter, almost there.
He licks me again. Again. Again.
The tension builds. A little more. A little tighter. Everything unleashes, an orgasm ripping through me.
He pulls back, for a moment, as if to give me time to catch my breath. Then, his tongue is back on me, licking me again, harder and faster.
My sex clenches, the tension inside me building quickly. Fuck. My legs shake, all the way down to my damn feet.
The pressure builds and builds and builds, until I can't take it anymore. I come again, my body flooding with pleasure.
I push myself off the bed, starting to move. But his hands close around my hips, gripping me tightly.
"Back on your stomach," he says hoarsely.
Fuck. I return my arms to the bed, spreading my legs apart for him.
He presses his palms into my ass, pressing me against the bed. His hands find my knees and he shoves them apart.
The tip of his cock strains against me, teasing me.
"Luke," I groan.
I throw away any resolve not to beg. I need to make him feel as good as I did. I need to make him come.
I slide my legs apart, arching my body into his.
He grabs my thighs, bring my body towards his.
His tip slips inside me. Fuck.
I savor the feeling for a moment. Pleasure courses through my body, to my nipples, my fingers, my lips, my toes. I arch into him, and he squeezes my thighs, sliding his cock deeper inside me, filling me.
He groans, digging his hands into my hips. "Fuck, Alyssa."
His grip firm, he guides me. Slowly, back and forth, back and forth. I slide over his cock, feeling it against every inch of my sex.
His groans, his nails on my skin, his breath heavy. No more playing around. He moves faster, thrusting into me, again and again and again.
Fuck. I'm close already. Every nerve in my body is turned on. Every one of his thrusts feels damn intense. I sink my teeth into my lip, gripping the sheets for dear life.
He goes deeper. Harder. His nails dig into my skin, another sharp hint of pain.
He groans louder.
My face flushes as a shiver runs to my toes. I close my eyes, soaking in the sounds of his groans, his breath, his ecstasy.
"Mhmm." His nails are sharp against my hips.
He's almost there.
My sex clenches, desperate to come with him.
The tension inside me builds. More and more and more, and tighter and tighter and tighter. I squeeze him with my thighs to keep from coming. Not yet. Not until it's with him.
"Fuck." He moans, thrusting into me one last time. His cock is pulsing inside me, and my sex responds in kind; tightening more and more, until everything releases. And we come together.
Pleasure floods through me, drowning my senses. I close my eyes and flop onto my stomach. He collapses next to me, his arm curled around my waist, his chest against my back.
