“I can’t wait until then.” I’m in pain. I push her over, climb on top of her, and throw her hands up over her head, pinning them to the bed. “You’re mine, Jaeger.” I kiss her, sinking my mouth into hers, strong and hard, her hot tongue sliding into my mouth. “Mine.”
Releasing her hands, I slip down, cupping both of her breasts and move my mouth from one to the other, the feel of her flesh lighting a fire under my skin. Fuck, yes.
She fists my hair, holding me to her, and as soon as we hear the shower turn on, she pushes me up, fists my panties, and rips them off my body. The fabric screams, and I barely have time to appreciate how her eyes heat up, taking in my body before I can’t take it anymore.
I come down on top of her. “What do I do?” I ask.
“You know what to do.”
I know what feels good. The warmth between her legs hits my groin, her thin strip of hair electrifying every nerve between my thighs. I’m bare, but I love that she’s not. It feels so fucking good.
I bend my left knee at her side and slip my right one under her leg, opening her up. She reaches down, gripping my ass and nestling her center to mine. I close my eyes, tip my head back, and moan, hesitating all of half a second before I growl and press my chest to hers, grinding.
I roll my hips, thrusting myself into her again and again, faster and faster, our clits rolling over each other in agonizing, sweet little circles as sweat covers my back. A groan fills my body, the friction so fucking good.
“Clay…”
But I grab her jaw, pinching it tight as I whisper against her cheek. “Shhh.” I watch the ecstasy on her face. “You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. Whenever I want. You’re my fucking girl.”
Rolling my ass, I fuck her, her tits sticking to mine as the sweat from her stomach warms me, and my hips piston faster, needing more.
Our wet heat mixes, and static fills my head. I can’t think. We grind, fucking and speeding up the pace, her clit rubbing mine.
“Ugh,” I pant, kissing her hard as the sheet falls down, baring us to anyone who walks in.
My orgasm builds as I thrust harder and faster in her hands, her hands grip my ass and pull me into her. I lean back, sitting up, and she rises, sinking her mouth in to suck on one of my tits.
I grip her neck. “I like playing with you.”
She kisses and nibbles my breast, tugging my nipple with her teeth. “I know you do.” She flicks me with her tongue. “Anytime you want.”
I want it all the time.
Pushing her back down, I hover over her mouth. “I want you inside me,” I whisper.
She whimpers, her mouth falling open, and I can tell she’s about to come.
“You still got your cherry?” she gasps.
I caress her hair, nodding.
Her eyes narrow, and she bares her teeth, trying to not come yet. “He’s never been…?”
“Between my legs?” I finish for her. “Just you.”
She holds my face, her nose an inch from mine as she stares into my eyes looking like she wants to eat me.
“I want you to lose it in my bed,” she whispers.
Her bed.
“Anytime I want,” I demand.
She nods. “In my bed.”
Okay, yes.
“I promise,” I tell her, kissing her deep.
My place is in her bed.
Heat swarms my belly, tingles spread between my thighs, and I lean to the left, chasing the angle to grind on her better. With my hand on her throat and her hand squeezing my breast, I cry out.
“That’s it, Collins,” she breathes out. “Fuck me.”
The shower shuts off, my heart stops, but I can’t. “I’m coming.”
She grips my hair, holding me to her. “Faster.”
I grind faster, loving the feel of being on top of her.
“Come on, come on, come on…” she pants, chasing it too. Her breath stalls, she gasps, and then she bites my lips, fucking me from the bottom as her orgasms explodes.
“Oh, Liv,” I cry. “Fuck!”
I pump, so wet and slick, going, going, going until…
I arch my back, throwing my head back, and I thrust into her one final, hard time—blood boiling, sweat cooling my pores, and my insides freefalling.
I collapse on top of her, looking up into her eyes as I try to catch my breath.