Page 107 of Off Camera
He nods, cheeks pink and breath stuttered. He opens my legs wider, finding a new angle, one he’s never reached before.
A moan escapes me, and I’ll never get over howgoodhe makes me feel.
How full and how perfect, and how sometimes, when he’s looking at me like this, I think the moment could last forever.
THIRTY-ONE
REID
Sex has never beenlike this.
I know I’m buried inside her and trying not to lose my mind, but it’s never been likethis. Careful and slow. A pressure in my chest when I thrust into her and she whispers my name.
Fuck.
Fuck.
What the fuck does that mean?
Any coherent thought I try to have flies out the window when she pushes her tits together. When she plays with her nipples and moves her hips like a goddamn goddess.
How does this still feelso fucking good?
We’ve been fucking each other for weeks and it still hasn’t lost its appeal. I think I want her more now than I did the first and second time we were together, craving her like she’s the lifeline keeping me alive.
God, the things I want to do to her.
The things I want to try but can never find the time, because I’m too easily distracted. Lost in the world of her tight cunt and the way she clenches around my dick, like I’m her salvation too.
“Jesus, Ave. A week and a half without me and you’re tight as hell. Have you been using your toy? Have you beenfucking yourself to the thought of me?” I ask, my stream of consciousness growing shakier by the second.
“No.” She whines when I press on her clit. She cries out when I give it a light slap, and she trembles when I twist her nipples. “It doesn’t satisfy me anymore. Not after having you.” I grin down at her, smug and proud, and her eyes flutter open. She laughs when she sees the curve of my smile. “That went straight to your head, didn’t it?”
“Never going to forget it. Next time I’m over, I want to fuck you with your toy. I think I know all the ways you like to be taken care of, but that’ll help me make sure. I don’t want to forget anything.”
“That—” Avery groans. I’m so close to losing it, and every noise from her is fuel to the fire. Another piece of rationality shredded to nothingness. I’ve never had any problems lasting in the bedroom before, but with her, it feels like I only have goddamn seconds until I come. “Sounds like a dream.”
She’sthe fucking dream, with her hair spread out on the pillows and her tits lifted up by her bra. I didn’t bother to take it off. I want to see the way they bounced when I fuck her nice and hard.
“What do you need?” I ask, and she meets me thrust for thrust. “What do you need to come?”
“Can we try on my side?” she pants. “I like how deep you get that way.”
I know it’s one of her favorite positions, and we readjust. I hike up her leg and drive into her while my fingers grip her knee. Marking her has become one of my favorite hobbies.
I like finding new places to touch her. New parts of her body I haven’t explored that I can claim as my own. The underside of her left ass cheek. Her right hip and her left shoulder in a spot she can hide with her hair.
Avery grabs my ass, letting me know she wants it faster. Harder, and we fall into the pace we know so well. I give her what she wants, the quick snap of my hips and a hand on her neck.
She likes that best, I’ve learned. I never thought I’d be the guy who wrapped his fingers around someone’s throat, butfuck, she looks pretty dressed up like this.
“I’m close,” she says, telling me what I already know.
Her eyes close, and when I slap her clit again, she jolts to life.
“Keep them open. Want to watch you,” I say, and her cheeks color with a deep red blush.
There’s another minute where she tries to hold on. Tries to prolong the inevitable and enjoy the ride a little while longer, but I’m done waiting.
