Wreck Me Forever - Lila Rose Page 0,71

pressed my hands onto the bed and leaned forward, dipping low so I could kiss him. He wrapped me up and gave back as good as he got. I glided my lips down to his ear and sucked on his lobe. My Lucas was back to breathing hard.

“Lift your legs up, babe. Onto my shoulders.”

Gone were the actions of shyness. He lifted them and bared his hole to me, ready for fucking. Reaching between us, I lined up my cock to his hole and slowly pushed forward.

“Wade,” he said softly.

“Tell me if it’s too much. Tell me if you hurt, babe.”

He nodded, reaching up to cup my cheeks. “I’ll let you know.”

“Good,” I grunted and pushed in a little more.

I locked my jaw tight and closed my eyes. His tightness surrounded me so fucking snugly it wasn’t funny because already, I was on the verge of losing my load.

His hands gripped my forearms, and I opened my eyes to see him flinch. I started to pull out, but his hands moved to my hips, and he said, “No, just wait a moment.” I shook my head. “Please. I need to adjust, and then it’ll be good. I’ll be good.”

Christ, I hated the fact he was uncomfortable, but I’d said it to myself before, and I’d say it again, I’d give him anything he asked for… within reason.

I waited. My body tensed, and I wanted to push all the way in to feel him wrapped around me, but I wouldn’t do that. More sweat pooled over my brow and lower back. The tip of my cock was singing its praise at the tight heat. It didn’t want out. It wanted to blow into the hole, but I thought of everything else to keep the lid on it.

“All right,” Lucas said. His grip on my hips hardened, and he pulled me forward, my dick sliding in more.

Fucking hell. Fucking motherfucking hell. He was perfect. He felt amazing.

“Christ, babe, you feel so damn good,” I told him just as the last inch of my dick entered, and Lucas moaned. I pulled back out slowly and then in.

“Wade, God, it… it’s amazing,” he muttered. “More.”

I withdrew from the warmth and how his body caressed mine, and then thrust back in, which caused Lucas to cry out and arch. I stilled, in case I hurt him.

“More,” he demanded, opening his eyes and reaching up for me. He tugged me down, his legs dropping from my shoulders and sliding around my waist. His arms wound around my back and shoulders. With his chin tipped back, he pecked at my lips. “Fuck me, Wade,” he whispered.

I groaned, slid my hands under his ass, and held on as I drew out and thrust back in. “Fuck,” I clipped. “So good. Jesus, too good.”

“Faster, please.”

As soon as those words left Lucas’s mouth, I did as asked and pumped in and out of him in a frenzy of wild fucking.

“Wade,” he panted. “I’m close.”

Christ, he wasn’t even touching himself. “Me too, babe, fuck, me too.”

Lucas’s arms pressed harder around me, his thighs squeezing me, and I could feel his feet digging into the bed as I kept fucking him over and over.

“Wade,” he cried and then moaned, just before I felt his load wet us between our stomachs. He came, causing his ass to tighten even more around me, and then I was lost. I groaned and cursed through my own release as I emptied inside him.

I rested for a moment on top of him, but I didn’t want to squish him with all my weight. I pulled my cock free, even when I didn’t want to, and moved to his side, curling him into my body with an arm under his head and one over his slick waist. I didn’t give a fuck we were getting his load everywhere. I just wanted to goddamn hold him.

He ran his hand up and down my arm. He hummed under his breath and said, “That was good.”

I kissed his temple, his cheeks, and then adjusted my body so I could have his mouth. “That was fuckin’ unreal.”

A stunningly wide smile curved his lips. “It was.”

“I’ll get a cloth to clean you up. You stay there,” I told him and slid from the bed. I nearly swayed on my damn feet after coming so fucking hard.

Lucas chuckled. “You okay?”

“Better than okay,” I said, and walked from the room. I shook my head and couldn’t wipe the smile from my face. He was damn