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“Ride me faster,” he growled.
Her hands moved to the sides of him on the bed to give her better leverage. Or maybe it was to move closer to his mouth and get more action there.
She was bouncing on her knees and building herself up.
Not that she needed to. Jace was doing a good enough job of it just playing with her nipples only.
Her bed was squeaking and tapping the wall, her thigh muscles were tiring, her biceps shaking from the weight of her body.
She pushed away, missing his mouth from her breasts, but she needed to sit back and get him in deeper.
She wasn’t able to move as fast as she wanted, so she shifted and got on her feet, squatting over him, then rising and lowering rapidly without him coming out completely.
He was lying there watching her, letting her do all the work.
His eyes were as dark as he’d said hers had gotten. There was sweat on his brow as if he was trying to hold back and wait for her.
“I’m so close.”
“Make me come. You want it. You want to feel it inside of you.”
“Yes!” she shouted, her body needing his words to nudge her that little bit over.
She was pulsing now, then sat down on him to feel the fullness while she came.
He wasn’t letting them stay still.
This time he did the work, grabbing her hips, holding her in place and then slamming up into her.
Her head was back, and her body found another level of pleasure she hadn’t known it could reach while he came inside of her and pulled her down close to his body.
Then she was lying on his chest, her head on his shoulder, his lips kissing her forehead.
It was a tender moment that she thought might expel words of love out of his mouth.
She was only treated to silence.
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WORE ME OUT
Jace opened his eyes the next morning in Talia’s bed.
It took him a moment to recalibrate his brain to his location.
His body was sore, his brain fuzzy.
Talia had been almost insatiable last night. Guess she had missed him.
He missed her equally and wasn’t sure he’d ever been able to say that about a woman.
He heard the groan next to him and turned to look at Talia. He’d thought she’d been someone that liked to cuddle, but she’d stayed on her side of the bed the whole night.
Even now, she was curled in a ball.
Another soft moan escaped and he wondered if she was having a bad dream.
He put his hand on her shoulder.
