Page 67 of Hard Rock Deceit
"I want you," Ibreathed.
He ripped open the foil and rolled on protection. With two hands under my thighs, he lifted me up. The tip of his cock nestled between my folds, teasing at myentrance.
I took in shuddering breaths, anticipating. My wetness dripped down his cock, turning it slick andglossy.
My legs trembled as slowly, ever so slowly, he eased me down. His cockhead pushed through my entrance. I gasped at the intrusion as I parted around him. He continued pushing in, inch by inch, letting me get accustomed tohissize.
It felt like the slide down took an eternity, like I'd been trying to take his cock for days. And I was relishing every world-shatteringmoment.
Finally, he was seated fully within me. I was back down in his lap, our thighstouching.
With a hand buried in the hair at the back of my head, he made me look him intheeyes.
"Tell me what you'refeeling."
I swallowed hard. He didn't move, just sat there as I fluttered around him, small spasms gripping andsqueezing.
"I need you tofuckme."
His eyes blazed, hot and bright. He rolled his hips, pulling out. In one sharp movement, he thrustbackin.
I cried out, clingingtohim.
"Like that?" he murmured, "You want me to fuck youlikethat?"
"Yes," I managed to say through a shaky voice. "Justlikethat."
With a snap of his hips, he plunged into me, again and again. I choked and gasped and cried out as he drove himself inside me. The flared head of his cock dragged deliciously against my inner walls, reaching places that had never been touchedbefore.
I moaned his name. He gripped the back of my neck and smashed his lips to mine. The kiss was fevered, hot and wet. The thrust of his tongue matched the thrust of his cockinsideme.
I shuddered in his arms as pleasure began to overtake me. He clutched me to his chest, so close I could feel his heart beating wildlyagainstmine.
I whined and strained, clenching my thighs, fisting my hands, so close to the edge, but not quite able tofallover.
August pressed a thumb to my clit, rubbing in hard, rough circles, the small nubslipperywet.
That was all I needed. I shrieked as I tumbled off the ledge into the abyss, my world becoming dark even as unbearable pleasure raced through me. My lungs failed to work and my limbs failed to move as every bit of me tensed up, bearing down hard on August's cock, so hard I thought I might squeezehimout.
But he was firmly lodged within me. He groaned into my ears, finding his own pleasure as I pulsed and throbbedaroundhim.
A distant part of me mourned that I couldn't feel him spill himself inside me, filling me up until I overflowed. The more practical part of me knew that wasn't the best idea, for manyreasons.
Still, as his cock twitched and jerked, slowly softening, I longed for a day when we could be together, skin to skin, nothing held back, no barriersbetweenus.
My breathing slowly returned to normal as I gathered my wits about me. My thighs burned from the exertion. Our skin gleamed withsweat.
I thought I'd felt content that morning we'd woken up together. Now I knew what real contentment felt like. And August had been the one toshowme.
When the ache in my thighs became too much, I slowly tried to extricate myself from his grip. August clutched me to his chest with ragged breaths, breathing into my neck. I smiled tomyself.
Maybe I wasn't the only one who didn't want toletgo.
ChapterTwenty
After a quick clean up,August and I made our way to the club,fashionablylate.
Loud music assaulted my ears the moment I stepped through the club doors. A blast of warm air from sweaty body heat hit my face. Strobe lights blinded me. I blinked as my eyesadjusted.
