Page 39 of The Publicity Stunt

The level of experience she has makes him unsure how much he needs to help her along, but the moment she starts moving her hips, he knows she has a rhythm down.

She's a performer who also dances, genius.

Watching her grind against him, finding her own pleasure, makes him crazy. Her small body has the most perfect curves, and he loves how unabashed she rides him.

"Touch me," she pants.

His large hands slide up her body from her hips and toys with her chest. He twists her nipples between his fingers, and she throws her head back while her body moves against his faster. Her pelvis grinds into his with an almost frantic need, and he knows she's close. Her entire body starts to tense, and he stares at a flush he hadn't noticed earlier working across her chest.

"Kace!" she cries out, almost as a scream, as she shudders against him. "Oh my God!"

Bri collapses on his chest, and he brushes the hairs stuck on her sweaty forehead away from her face. "Better or almost as good as my mouth?"

Her lips kiss his chest. "Better. So much better."

"I need to come, baby," Kace says and flips them back over.

"Take me, Kace. I want to see you fall apart."

Moving his hips, he thrusts long and slow at first, but to his surprise, she slowly brings her legs up and sets them on his shoulders. He didn't think she could feel any tighter, but she tightened down on his cock in this new position, bending her damn near in half.

"Holy baby Jesus," she gasps.

"Hold on," he grunts, shifting for better leverage to pick up his pace as she clamps around him. Part of him worries he might hurt her, but he watches her face to know whether he needs to pull back. "Fuck me, you're so damn tight."

"Kace..." his name falls from her lips as another cry of pleasure comes out, and he has never known a woman to orgasm so quickly in succession before.

Clamping around him while her muscles pulse as she comes, pushes him over the edge, and he finally finds his release. "Bri, baby, fuck!"

After his vision returns, he pulls out of her and lowers her legs to the bed. He tugs off the condom, tying the top, and tossing it into the wastebasket to the right before falling on the bed next to her.

Kace pulls her against him. "Are you okay?"

"You know how I said it would take at least three hours before the adrenaline wore off?"

"Yeah."

Her head rests on his arm while her legs intertwine with his. She kisses his chest and looks up at him. "I didn't factor in mind-blowing sex with the hottest man I've ever met in my life."

He smiles. "Mind-blowing?"

"I don't quite feel like jelly, but that was unlike anything I've ever experienced."

"I was a little worried."

Bri furrows her brows. "About what?"

"Because this means so much. I've had sex just to have sex in the past, but that isn't what this is. And I never want to hurt you. I wanted to make love to you, and your trust in me is almost overwhelming. There was no resistance or holding back."

She laughs, and Kace loves the sound of it. Craves it when they're not together. "This means a lot to me, too. Everything when I'm with you means so much, Kace."

His lips find hers, and he toys with the wet hair at the base of her head. This is how it should always be.

"Okay, I have a confession to make," she says.

"What's that?"

"I'm still hungry. How about you?"

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