Avery (The Phoenix Club Girl Diaries #3) - Addison Jane Page 0,47

he rewarded me instantly by sinking all the way inside me. I threw my head back, the fullness stealing my breath and making my back arch off the bed. It didn’t last long though, as he settled there, but instead of pulling out again, he moved his hips, pressing his cock in different directions, stretching me. “Dammit,” I cursed softly.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pulling out and thrusting back in, harder this time. Once the momentum started, I knew it was going to be hard for him to stop. His teeth attacked my neck, one small bite after another he trailed them down to my collarbone.

I linked my fingers together, squeezing them tightly as his tongue found my nipple, swirling and flicking it as harsh breaths escaped his nose. Even as he rose off me, I held my hands in place, exposing my body to his lust-filled gaze as he grabbed my thighs in his hands and his hips pumped harder.

My back arched off the bed again as he drove deeper, not letting up, not being gentle for me. But I didn’t want gentle, I wanted him. I wanted him to feel like he had what he needed, that I was giving him what he needed.

His belt rubbed at my wrists but not painfully. With just enough bite to add a little whisp of pain to the pleasure, I could feel building to something amazing heating my body, electrifying it to a point where I thought actual sparks may start to fly around us. His eyes held mine. They were so intense. It was like he wanted to consume me, like he wanted to own me, and if that’s what he wanted, I would hand myself over to him time and time again.

“Don’t come yet,” he murmured, dipping his mouth to my ear and slowing down his thrusts.

There was that control.

My body was aching, twitching, dying for release, but he was going to fucking torture it out of me.

His strokes became longer. Deeper. Harder.

Driving me crazy.

Slowing down the building orgasm that I wanted so badly.

I chewed my lip but couldn’t stop the escape of the low moan that slipped from my lips. “Shotgun, please,” I groaned, trying to hold my body in place as the power of his thrusts escalated again, building harder and driving me into the bed.

A deep growl rumbled in his chest, and suddenly he was fucking gone, my body cold, his cock slipping from inside me.

He sat back, looking down at me. “Don’t you dare come,” he demanded, his hand reaching out, his thumb brushing over my sensitive clit.

My body jumped, and I dug my heels into the bed, my orgasm almost slapping me in the face before he withdrew again.

“Shotgun!” I screamed, wriggling and fighting, my breathing erratic. I wrapped my legs around his waist, anchoring myself to him and forcing him deeper. “Please!”

“Please what?”

“Please let me come,” I groaned out, fighting the burn that I knew I was never going to be able to stop in a few seconds.

“Come now,” he growled as his hand dipped between my legs and his thumb rubbed at my swollen clit just one more time.

“Shit,” I cried out as the world around me shattered into pieces. I felt like I was falling, but there was no use. I had nothing to grab hold of. My body exploded, and I screamed out his name as the waves of my orgasm rolled over and over. It was so intense, so fucking strong that I wondered whether they would ever stop.

“Fuck!” he cursed. “You’re squeezing the life out of me.” He pulled back suddenly, my pussy still twitching and clenching as he flipped me over onto my stomach, my face suddenly buried in the duvet, and my hands still pulled above my head.

He slipped in behind me, his body following the curve of mine as he slammed back inside me from behind, setting off a whole new sensation, an entire new feeling of pleasure washing over me. The new angle had me tossing my head back, his cock now pressing upward as he altered his stance and angle. His hands grabbed my ass in fistfuls, pulling my cheeks apart so he could drive deeper and deeper.

I screamed into the duvet, calling his name when I exploded again, this time, dragging him with me off the side of the cliff as my pussy spasmed tightly around his cock. “Good girl,” he groaned with each jerky thrust as he emptied himself. His body settling over