Not So Far Away (Worlds Collide The Duets #1) - LL Meyer Page 0,53

take me into her body. I don’t know what’s better, the way she struggles to take all of me or the bliss on her slack features as she gets it done.

Forehead to forehead, we pause to savor the moment, but then like clockwork our mouths come together, open and wet as she starts to move. Shit, I can barely concentrate as she pushes up, then sinks down. Pushes up, sinks down. It starts to feel too good and my head falls back against the wall. Her fingers thread their way into the longer hair on top of my head and yank me back forward.

“Want you to watch,” she purrs, sending a jagged thunderbolt of lust directly into my already aching balls. I follow her gaze down my chest to where her pussy is stretched wide around me. The sight of my dick disappearing and reappearing in and out of her is crude in the best possible way and just adds to the unbelievable urge to come.

I need a distraction or this is going to end much too quickly. Though I’m not sure if her swaying tits count, I run my thumb over a tightly-furled, pretty pink nipple, which gets me a very sweet little noise for my trouble. I go back for more, this time with a wet thumb and forefinger to roll the peak gently. She inhales sharply and her body clamps around me in response. From between clenched teeth, I push out, “Like that, huh?”

I don’t get a verbal response, only a mewl, so I roll both nipples at the same time with a bit more pressure. Her rhythm falters and I’m so grateful for the reprieve. I’m already so close, but I refuse to come before she does. I don’t care how good she feels.

I slide my hands to her hips to hold her still as my mouth closes around a nipple. She tastes of sunshine and joy and raw sexuality. And she sure loves the suckling because it kicks off some serious squirming and moaning. Jesus, she may as well be riding me for how good it feels. I move to the other side and now both her hands are in my hair, holding me down on her breasts.

Her breathing ramps up and a thrill runs down my spine. I want her to come, just as hard as she did earlier. Releasing one side of her hips, I caress my way to where we’re joined, running my fingers over her drenched and straining pussy lips before I nudge at her swollen clit. She jerks, her inner muscles clamping down hard around me. “Oh, Scott,” she gasps, writhing in earnest now. Damn, she’s magnificent. With one arm wrapped around her waist to hold her steady, I stroke and fondle that bundle of nerves until I figure out what works best. In the end, it’s pressure that brings her off and produces one of the most exquisite experiences of my life. God, watching her lose herself in the ecstasy, her lips parting, her eyes sinking shut as her hips buck and her pussy convulses around me is insanely intimate. I swear, the image will forever be engraved in my memory. And it only gets better when she opens her eyes again and lets me see how they’re glazed and brimming with emotion. She’s gorgeous and wild and overwhelmed, and it has reciprocal emotion quickly rising in my chest. A single tear streaks from the corner of her eye, and I catch it with my lips. “My beautiful girl,” I whisper.

We can’t look away from each other. Her hand caresses my face, her thumb dragging across my mouth before I pull it inside and suck, the rhythm matching the throbbing of my dick that’s still buried so deep within her. Pulling her free of my mouth, I wrap one hand under her ass, the other behind her head. As gently as I can, I rock us up and get my legs under me so I can maneuver us over onto her back.

We’re so close now with her long legs wrapped around my waist, her breasts pressed into my chest, her breath on my neck. I drive into her with long, powerful strokes that blur my vision. I’ve never felt anything like it and I can’t resist setting a stronger pace than before. Soon, I’m tilting her hips with the hand under her ass to get myself in deeper.

She’s trembling underneath me now, I can feel it. “Let it come