Page 116 of The Rules Of Attraction
What I craved.
I wasn’t sure which gripped me more. That or the way that my whole body tingled from the arousal that seized it.
I gasped and reached for the edge of the wall where it curved into the corner. It felt like someone had lit a haze of fire around me, around us, but instead of being burned from the flame it was a burning of intense pleasure.
The walls of his chest hardened as he slid in deeper making him buried to the hilt. A deep growl rumbled into my ear and his hot, sexy breath caressed the skin on my neck.
More pleasure filled me when he wrapped his arm around me and placed one had over my breasts so he could squeeze me. The other hand ran down the flat surface of my stomach and back down to my waist. That was all he did but I came right there moaning into a needy orgasm. I was vaguely aware that we were in the cupboard, so I tried my best to keep my voice low.
“Scream if you want to baby. Right now is about us. No one and nothing else matters.” His voice was rough but at the same time soothing and tempting. Alluring.
My body responded to him, obeyed his touch, obeyed his words.
I thought he was all the way in, but a deeper thrust confirmed he wasn’t previously. That thrust was a direct hit to my g-spot.
I couldn’t control the cry that fell from my lips as pure pleasure took hold of me.
“That’s it, baby.” He whispered into my ear.
I contracted around him and tried to steady my breathing as he started moving his hips and pumping slowly.
Each thrust flicking the flames of passion over me.
Faster and deeper he went until I felt lost in us, and the sensation that washed over me.
In those moments I felt like I was his. I felt like I was with someone who wanted me, who desired me and I didn’t have to be anyone else besides myself.
I could just be Summer with this man. Being me was enough for him, because that was what he wanted.
Me.
His movements grew even faster, and deeper fueling me to several levels beyond reality. Beyond the line of what was real. I’d never felt like this before. I thought the first time we spent together was an experience I’d always remember but this was it. It was more than words could describe because I didn’t just feel the pleasure in my body. I felt it in my soul.
His grip tightened as he started pounding into me, he seemed to have lost his own sense of control as did I, and suddenly we moved together as if that primal attraction that connected us had evolved into raw need. His grip on me was almost painful, but I took it and just when I thought I’d collapse he paused for a second, slid out of me so that he could turn me to face him.
“I want to see your face.” He groaned, his handsome face filled with need.
I couldn’t answer. I was void of thought and words.
He plunged in again lifting my legs around his hips and holding me closer so that I wouldn’t slam into the wall.
Mindless ecstasy gripped me as he started moving inside me again, his length searing and stretching me in this position which felt more intimate.
“Alex.” I cried, my head falling back as his relentless thrusts rammed into me with feral need and hunger.
When I caught my breath I managed to focus back on him, my eyes meeting his locking in the prison of desire.
Suddenly, the woman who fought to break free inside me from all the pain, heartache and misery emerged. She emerged and I immersed myself fully in the enjoyment of him.
Suddenly, I too didn’t care where we were.
Body to body, mouth to mouth, we moved together trapped in ecstatic bliss.
He pistoned harder, his shaft slicking in and out and I met his strokes eagerly fueled by my own passion.
We were completely lost in each other by the time a supernova of an orgasm took hold of both of us. Every muscle tensed, his breath rumbled as he crossed the point of release, my body paralyzed by pleasure.
We climaxed together, bodies shuddering and shivering into the waves of ecstasy in mutual surrender.
