Always Enough (Meet Me in Montana #2) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,47
that to me.”
Her pleading words were my undoing. Every sense of logic I had drained right from my brain, and I moved up her body, pressing my mouth to hers. We both moaned as our tongues intertwined. Her kiss exactly how I had remembered it from the two other times we’d kissed. It was addicting. A drug that I felt myself giving in to. Something I knew I would crave the rest of my damn life.
When she wrapped her legs around my body, she urged me to push inside her. I positioned myself at her hot, wet entrance. Ever so slowly and carefully, I pushed inside—instantly realizing my freaking mistake. The feel of her heat and tightness around my cock nearly had me coming on the spot.
I froze and was about to tell her we had forgotten protection.
She placed her hands on the sides of my face, drawing my gaze to hers. “Do not stop, please.”
“I don’t have a condom on, Kaylee.”
“Please don’t stop.”
I closed my eyes and groaned. It was irresponsible for both of us to do this, but in the moment, I wasn’t sure either of us was thinking clearly. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Her hands moved to my shoulders, where she dug her nails into me when I pushed in more. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.
“Are you . . . are you okay?” I managed to ask.
“Yes. Yes, I’m fine. Ty, please move. I need you to move.”
With my face buried in her chest, I groaned. “Can’t. Feels so good. I’m going to come if I move.”
Her body shook as she giggled. “That would really be a bummer, because I was sort of hoping for at least another orgasm.”
I lifted my head and met her gaze. How was it that each time I looked at her, she left me breathless with her beauty? It was like she grew more beautiful as the days went by. The most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, and would ever see, and I was currently balls deep inside her. If I died right now, I would die a happy man, knowing that my life would never be this amazing again.
“Just one more?” I asked, one brow lifted.
Her eyes narrowed, and she gave me a look that said she was about to throw out a challenge. One that I knew I was up for.
“Are you saying you can deliver more than one more mind-blowing orgasm?”
I pushed in farther, making her suck in a breath, then let out a delicious-sounding moan.
“Oh, baby, I can deliver as many orgasms as you can stand.”
With a wink as her legs wrapped around my body tighter, she replied, “Let the counting begin.”
Chapter Thirteen
KAYLEE
On my knees, my hands gripping the sheets as Ty took me from behind, I was on my way to my fourth—yes, fourth—orgasm. The man was like the damn Energizer Bunny. His stamina was unbelievable. The way he knew how to make love. How to fuck. My God, it was mind blowing. I’d never had sex this hot. One minute he was sweet and gently making love to me, pulling a long, blissful orgasm out of me; then he was flipping me over and fucking me from behind, building up another orgasm that I knew was going to pick me up and throw me right on over the ledge.
“Ty!” I cried out. “I’m so close. God, I need . . . I need . . .”
He leaned over and kissed my back while he moved his hand to my clit. I wasn’t sure what he did—pinched my clit, rubbed it? Hell, whatever he’d done, I fell. Hard.
Stars exploded in the room, and I thought for sure the bed had spun out of control. I was having another orgasm, this one with my entire body shaking. I could feel my insides contracting and squeezing his cock. What was it about sex with Ty that made everything ten times more intense?
“Fuuuck. I’m going to come,” Ty said in a gravelly voice.
Then he pulled out, and I whimpered in protest.
“Turn over,” he commanded. I quickly did as he asked.
He pushed back inside me, and it dawned on me what he was doing. He wanted to come while he looked into my eyes. His gaze met mine—and I couldn’t believe what was happening.
I was about to come again. No freaking way.
“Ty, I’m coming again. Sweet Mary, mother of Jesus, you have a magical dick!”
He moved faster, a smile on his face that quickly turned to something