Inked Obsession (Montgomery Ink Fort Collins #2) - Carrie Ann Ryan Page 0,52
moment before rocking into her hold. “Eliza.”
“Oh,” she said, her eyes wide, and I grinned. When she licked her lips, I almost came on those pretty breasts, but I refrained.
Instead, I hovered over her, kissed her again, reveled in her tight grip around my dick as I leaned down next to her. “Let me play with you,” I said slowly.
“Let me play, too.”
And then we were kissing, hands roaming over each other. She kept pumping me, slow and then faster, tighter, and then softer again. I could barely hold back, knowing I would come too quickly if we weren’t careful. My hands went between us to play with her clit, and then I reached around her hips to spread her cheeks slightly and used her moisture to play with her.
Her eyes widened. “What are you doing?”
“I’m just playing, I promise, I won’t go anywhere near that part of you with my dick.”
“I would hope not,” she said on a laugh, and then she moaned as I gently probed her with my finger.
“Beckett,” she gasped.
I kissed her hard, gently playing with her before I spread her again, rocking into her hold.
“I need to be inside you,” I whispered. “Because I don’t want to come on your belly right now. I’m really close.”
“I don’t have a condom,” she said, freezing.
I winced. “I do, in my wallet.”
“Oh, good. Because I don’t want this to end right now.”
I kissed her again, long and slow. It took the edge off slightly, enough so I could breathe and collect my thoughts.
“I don’t want this to end either.” I met her gaze, but I didn’t know what either of us was thinking. I could barely breathe. I slowly got off the bed, pulled out the condom, and rolled it onto my length. She lay in the center of the bed, slightly raised on her forearms as she watched me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. I groaned, squeezed the base of my cock so I wouldn’t come at just the sight of her, and swallowed hard.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.” And then she rolled onto her stomach, moved to all fours, and winked.
I grinned, knelt behind her, and slowly slid my hands over her ass.
“So fucking beautiful,” I whispered before spreading her and gently probing her with the tip of my dick, even as I reached around to flick her clit.
She pressed into me, and I slowly slid inside her, inch by inch.
We both groaned, and then my knees shook. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I slammed into her, filling her.
Both of us called out, and I froze. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, you’re just really fucking big.”
“Like I said, you say the sweetest damn things.”
“Move, Beckett. I need you to move.”
“I can do that,” I whispered.
And then I moved, slowly rocking in and out of her as we found a rhythm that worked for both of us. She moved back, angling for me, and I went deeper. I couldn’t see her face, and I knew she was the one who had chosen this position. Maybe she didn’t want to see my eyes because it was too much. I understood that. I didn’t want things to change, but everything had already changed beyond recognition. And then I wasn’t thinking anymore. She looked over her shoulder at me, and I couldn’t wait. I needed to see her, needed to feel her. I pulled out, then moved us so she was straddling me, rocking on top of my dick as I played with her breasts. I fucked her, both of us arching into each other, moving fast, hurried and not at the best rhythm, but it was perfect, just what we needed. She looked down at me, her lips parted, her eyes wide, and I saw the temptation there. The need. And maybe a little fear.
The same things I fucking felt.
I pulled her down by the back of her neck, kissed her hard, and then flicked my thumb over her clit.
When she squeezed my dick, gasping my name as she came, I followed her. I couldn’t help myself. I needed it, needed her.
If this was a mistake, it was the sweetest one that I would never regret. At least, that’s what I told myself. I pushed those thoughts away for morning.
For now, I had Eliza. Her warmth, her need. And I felt like this was perfection. Exactly what we needed.
Even if it was the one thing we probably shouldn’t have done, it’s what we’d wanted.