Page 129 of Wild Eyes
“But it would be a shame to ignore this”—his fingers slam in hard—“seeing as how you’re making a mess all over your thighs already.”
“Yes. Yes.”
“Whatever you want, baby. Just like I told you, whatever you want.” His head drops and he does thisthing. I don’t know what it is, but between the heavenly suction of his mouth, the fullness of his fingers, and the heavy weight of his thumb…
I fall.
I fall in love.
I fall apart.
He plays me like an expert. Like I was made for him.
“West!” I cry out and comb my nails over his scalp as my body seizes beneath his. And he doesn’t let up. He rides the wave until I’m putty in his hands.
I’m borderline delirious when he pushes up to his knees and nudges my legs apart, spreading me. He looks fucking incredible. Bronze skin. Huge cock. Flushed cheeks. His broad chest, lightly dusted in hair, heaves as he stares down at me like I’m his last meal.
He fists his cock and runs his tongue over his lips. “I sure hope that birth control is working, Sky.” He swipes his swollen head through my core. “Because I have every intention of filling this pretty little cunt with my cum today.”
“Fuck.” I hiss the word. “Yes. Do it.”
That’s all the invitation he needs before he’s feeding me his cock. Inch by delicious inch. My head flips from side to side. After only a week apart, the fit feels even tighter. He fills every bit of space. Like I was made to fit him.
Bare skin on skin just feels…incredible.Addictive.
He grips my thighs, lifting my legs as he draws out and pushes back in. “Fuck, we look so good together. You take me so well, Sky,” he rasps as he seats himself inside me with intensity and attention. And when he’s in to the hilt, he collapses over me, his elbows bracketing either side of my face.
He rocks his hips, and his eyes search mine as I wrap myself around him. My legs around his waist, my arms around his shoulders.
Then we kiss, and we roll, and our skin is hot and given to sensation with every touch and every damp slide. I’ve never felt more whole than I do in this moment.
“It’s too much,” I whisper. And I don’t mean physically.
His hips hit me harder. “You can take it, Sky.”
“God.” My eyes flutter shut. “Yes. Again.”
“Again? I’m trying to be gentle.”
My eyes flash to his. “You have been. Now fuck me.”
A sultry smirk hits his lips as he draws away. “I told you whatever you want, didn’t I?”
I nod, licking my lips as he considers. And this time, when he takes my thighs, he pushes them up, practically folding me in half.
“Hell yeah. Fuckin’ look at you. Perfect from head to toe,” he grits out before slamming in hard. Hitting me deeper than before. My moan is louder this time.
He fucks me in earnest now. Perspiration dots his brow as his fingers grip my legs harder. He’s hypnotized by the sight of his cock inside me.
With every thrust, I cry out. I don’t even know what I’m saying. It’s mostly wordless, just noise to go with his pants and the sound of his balls slapping my ass as he unleashes.
“Pinch that clit, baby. Let me watch you.”
My shaking hand jumps to obey. “Oh, fuck.”
“Again. Do it until you come on my cock.”
I do it again, and again, while he rails me. And before I know it, I’m screaming his name. I’ve never been loud in bed, but with West I feel safe enough to let go. And I do. I explode. I see literal stars.
