B Clones (Clones #1) - Laurann Dohner Page 0,16

have released his cock, because suddenly both hands cupped her ass and he began moving her weightless body back and forth, fucking her hard. She was really wet from coming already, and Big felt amazing moving inside her.

He groaned loudly. “So damn hot and perfect.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to grab ahold of his wrists, but the hands on her ass were moving too fast, still manipulating her body. She tightened her stomach in a sit-up maneuver. That worked. Her fingertips brushed his biceps, then she had a good grip on him. Pulling her upper body against Big’s, Gemma clutched at his shoulders, her covered nipples rubbing against his chest every time he slammed the cradle of her thighs against his pelvis, fucking her fast and deep.

She tilted her head forward to rest on his shoulder and held him tight in her arms as he pounded her. It felt incredible; their bodies locked together as they were made his lower belly rub against her oversensitive and still swollen clit.

She dug her nails into his back, crying out as she climaxed a second time.

Big groaned loudly and his body quaked. He stilled her hips, just keeping them locked together with his cock buried deep inside her pussy. He brought his knees up, so she was essentially sitting on his lap. He rocked her hips against him gently, groaning softer.

Gemma closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath.

Big brushed a kiss against her neck. “I’m not letting you go, Gemma,” he whispered.

“Good. This is perfect. I like being close to you.” They were wrapped around each other tightly.

Something bumped against her foot, and she opened her eyes, peering over Big’s shoulder. His hair floated around his head but she could still see what had touched her toe. It was one of his boots. She was also startled to learn they had floated upside down at some point, their bodies now near the closet. She straightened her leg to kick out and the footwear went sailing toward the wall, where it hit and bounced back.

“Shit,” she muttered. “Incoming.”

He lifted his head and stopped teasing her neck with light kisses. “What?”

The boot must have hit him, because he grunted and twisted his head. He looked at her then and smiled. “Maybe we should do this with gravity on.”

Motion drew her attention as the boot floated across the room again. It hit the wall and came back toward them. It was like the world’s slowest ping-pong action going on. “Here it comes again.”

He unbent his knees. “Hold on.”

She changed her hold around his neck and clasped her legs tighter around his hips. He must have been able to reach something with his feet because they were suddenly moving toward the floor. She looked down—or rather, up—at it, a bit weirded out that they were upside down yet it didn’t feel that way. It just seemed wrong to see the room from that view.

He flattened his hands when they reached the floor and pushed off. They floated back up until his feet touched the ceiling. He pushed off again and they were moving once more.

Gemma closed her eyes. “This is too weird. I want gravity.”

“I’m working on reaching the panel.”

She pressed her face against his throat and his arms went around her again. They hit something, but he cushioned her with his body. His muscles tensed as he pushed off some surface, possibly the floor again. She opened her eyes as he maneuvered his body, turning them until their bodies were horizontal.

“Almost there,” he chuckled.

She tilted her head way back and saw the beach coming at them. She regretted looking. It disorientated her seeing it from her position, giving it the impression the waves were on the ceiling.

“Gravity for sure,” she agreed.

They hit the wall and Big stretched out his arm, pressing his hand against the glass. “Got it.”

They fell fast, and Big cursed. They hit the carpet on their sides but she had to give the man credit. He grabbed her head at the last second and cushioned her cheek with his palm. His head didn’t fare so well as he smacked into the floor.

“Sorry. I only had a second to shut it off before we went across the room again. I didn’t have time to gradually restore it.” He rolled onto his back, lifting her away from the carpet. “Are you okay?”

She shifted her lower leg, trapped under him, and he helped by adjusting his body. She ended up straddling