Page 43 of Dare to Rock

Without thought, she unhooked the front clasp of her bra, extricating her arms from the straps and freeing her aching breasts for his viewing pleasure. He stared down at her, green eyes glittering with arousal, his erection strong, thick, and big, making her mouth water and her body moisten with desire.

“I still can’t believe we’re here. Together,” she said, voicing the thought she couldn’t get out of her head.

He placed the condom on the end table and came down over her, his hard cock sliding over her sex, causing a rush of need to wash over her.

“It’s us,” he assured her.

She moaned, her clit pulsing and her body clenching with the desire to be filled by him.

“Grey, I need you.” She scored her nails over his back, hoping to entice him into moving faster. Sure enough, he arched his hips, thrusting against her, causing another delicious wave of longing to toss her around but not take her over.

“You want to run the show?” he asked, sitting up suddenly and pulling her with him. He grasped her hips and shifted her around until she straddled him, her knees on either side of his muscular thighs. “Grab the condom.”

Her heart beat out a rapid rhythm, but she did as he asked and plucked the foil packet from the table.

“Now open it and slide it on me,” he instructed, his voice gravelly.

“I’ve never done that before.” But excitement buzzed in her veins because she wanted to do it with him.

“Good.” Grey brushed a thumb over her cheek, as amazed as she was that they were together. He wanted to memorize every second, make it last, keep her here with him forever. He’d been her first ever, and damn but he wanted to be her last.

She curled her soft fingers around his aching shaft, and he held himself still, watching as she bit the inside of her cheek and ripped open the package, removing the condom. Precum had already formed on the head of his cock, and he clenched his jaw and gripped her hips harder, all in an effort not to embarrass himself by coming too soon.

His hold on his body was a tenuous one. Unaware of his strain, she rolled the condom over him, moving slowly, carefully, the glide of her fingers a tease he could barely withstand until, finally, she reached the base of his shaft.

“Done!” she said, her voice filled with pride.

She was such a mixture of innocent and sensual woman, was it any wonder he found her so fucking special?

“Now ride me, sugar,” he said tightly, hoping he made it past the first grip of her pussy before exploding.

“Can’t say I’ve ever donethatbefore either, but I’m game to try.” With a sexy smile on her face, Avery placed her delicate hands on his shoulders and raised herself up on her knees.

Her wet heat hovered over the head of his cock, and he gripped the base until his shaft nudged its way inside her. At the first clasp of her pussy, sweat broke out on his skin. She moved herself up and down until she was able to slide all the way home, cushioning him inside her completely.

“Oh my God,” she said on a groan. “You feel... this is...”

“Intense,” he said, completing her sentence in the only way he could. His dick was on fire as she squeezed him in her narrow passage. If she didn’t move soon, he might die.

“Incredible,” she murmured, leaning forward and sliding her lips over his.

The kiss broke open a dam between them, and he arched up into her at the same time she rocked back and forth, her snug pussy contracting around him until he couldn’t see, breathe, hear, think, or feel anything but her. How could he when she was grinding her sex into him and her breasts were gliding against his chest, her tight, hard nipples grazing his skin?

He gripped her hair, tilted her head, and ran his tongue along her neck, nipping at her flesh with his teeth. She whimpered at the tiny bites and began to fuck him harder, raising and lowering her hips until he was meeting her moves with pitched thrusts of his own.

“Harder, Grey, please!” She dug her nails into his shoulders, and with each downward plunge, she arched her sex forward, seeking more friction.

He slipped his hand between their bodies, his fingertips coming into contact with her clit. He massaged her moisture around the distended bud with determined circles until her breath came in shorter gasps, her rocking motions became less fluid and more jerky as she chased her climax.

He was damned close himself, flashes of heat singeing him, but he wasn’t coming without her. He wanted to watch, knowing that seeing her go off would send him over the edge right after her.

“Come for me, sugar.” He rubbed her clit harder.

She clenched around his cock, her hips rocking against his. “Oh God, Grey!” She cried out his name, began chanting it as she came, her entire body a writhing mass of need and want. And when she wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked herself into him, she was still coming, still whispering his name. It triggered his own release as he pumped his hips upward, relieving himself of hot, sizzling come.

Avery held him tight as he came, waiting until he collapsed beneath her before she did the same. He wrapped his arms around her, knowing that he’d finally gotten it right. He’d come home.

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