Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,11

pushes me over the edge again, he pulls out of me and flips us over so I can ride him. This has always been my favorite position. I like to be in control. I like to set the speed, the pace. His hands hold on to my hips as I move on top of him, switching from up and down to grinding against him. His eyes are dark and hooded as he watches me with his jaw flexed. It’s got a dark five o’clock shadow covering it now, and it’s sexy on his angular chin. I love the roughness that leads up to the softness of his lips. Everything about this man is a turn-on, and I don’t know how I’m going to watch as he walks away from me. Hopefully he’s enjoying this just as much as I am so he’ll keep coming back.

When he leans up and catches a nipple in his mouth, it’s the last touch I need to push myself over the edge. I ride out every last wave of pleasure his body brings to mine as he thrusts up into me from beneath. He lifts me up off of him and I’m almost worried that this is the end, but then he positions me on my knees and slides into me from behind. This position only makes him feel bigger than before. He pulls out slowly and thrusts back in hard, causing his balls to clap against my clit. He reaches around me and squeezes my breast, pinching and rolling my nipple between his fingertips as he fills me up from the inside out.

With each thrust, each slap, and each pinch, my release is building higher and higher. My entire body is hard, tight, and ready to explode. My breathing is labored and loud. My moans are breathy and erotic-sounding. When his hand moves up my ass and applies pressure between the cheeks, my orgasm washes over me hot and heavy and thick. It feels like I’m drowning. I can’t breathe. I can’t fight against the wave. All I can do is hold on and let it carry me away. His hips become more erratic, only making my release last longer as his grunts and moans fill my ears. Just as my release ends and leaves me feeling tired and heavy, he withdraws himself from me and I feel him spill his seed on the small of my back.

I collapse onto my stomach and he freezes above me, holding himself off of me as he catches his breath and regains control of his body. I can’t do anything but focus on the pounding of my heart as I try to take in much-needed oxygen. I don’t even notice him leaving the room, but when he wipes away the mess on my back, I’m brought back to the here and now. He tosses the tissue into the trash can next to the bed and falls to my side, pulling me against his chest. I can feel how hard his heart is beating against my back, and his quick breaths are blowing against my skin—lighting another fire I don’t understand.

“That was mind-blowing, Luna,” he breathes out, pressing a kiss to the crook of my neck.

I smile to myself as I roll over to face him. “I agree.”

He studies my face for a moment. His hand comes up to cup my cheek as he drinks in every aspect of my face. Slowly, he leans in and kisses me softly and slowly and teasingly.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” I confess when he pulls away.

His brows draw together. “What do you mean?”

“Usually, if I have a one-time thing, it’s not like this. It’s usually fast and over in a few minutes. Then the guy gets up and leaves right after. There are few words and there’s no kissing. You’re different.”

“Who says this is only a one-time thing?” he asks with a smile as he leans back in to kiss me again. The butterflies in my stomach take flight and fill me with excitement, nerves, and maybe even a little fear.

The band is so close to getting signed and getting everything we’ve ever dreamed of. Now isn’t a good time to start something new. I mean, there are people who are married and have kids who get torn apart by the rock-star lifestyle. If they can’t make it, then there’s no chance for two people who only just found each other. Fear consumes me now and I push against