Page 15 of Crossing the Line
But I must raise my head to see his face because something pleasing is also occurring within my heart. Our breaths colliding, we fasten our gazes on each other. Hercules grimaces as though he’s experiencing something too gratifying to endure. The look on his face is so vulnerable that my emotions are heightened.
“Damn,” he says. “You feel so good, baby.”
And so does he. I would say that if I could find the right words. Our shifting is in perfect harmony as I bite down on my lower lip, close my eyes, and wait for the sparks inside my womanhood to heighten and grow and…
I toss my head back and cry out when it hits me. Body convulsing, I fall forward, flattening myself against the man of my dreams, blowing breaths against his neck as my sex jerks against his cock.
“Good girl, PG,” he whispers, stroking my back until I’m still. That was so damn intense.I’ve never…
“Umm…” I moan as Hercules’s lips find mine.
Our kissing is voracious as he rolls me onto my back. Now it’s his turn to get off, and I’m finally able to wrap my legs around his tapered waist. But his torso stays high as he watches his cock his slide in out of my wetness. “Shit,” he repeats. “So—fucking—good.”
Even though I already came, he still feels so good in every way imaginable. I’m transfixed by the intense expression on his face. It’s the only expression I ever fantasized about. I can’t believe being inside me is pleasuring him that much.
Damn.I close my eyes and let out a high-pitched cry as one of his strokes lands the most gratifying punch.
“You like that, baby?” He does it again and again.
“Yes,” I’m barely able to get out before biting down my lower lip to endure what feels so good.
Soon, my lower lip is between Hercules’s teeth, and then his warm, tasty tongue slides against it until our tongues curl and stroke each other just as passionately as his cock strokes me.
And then…
