Page 95 of Live for Me

“Spread these pretty little thighs, Memphis. Wide as you can.”

I didn’t wait to see if she’d be a pain in the ass about it. I held just enough of my weight off of her with one arm so I could get my other hand under her body. As soon as my fingers just barely reached her clit, she shifted her entire body to raise her hips and open her legs until she was arched up toward me.

“Fuck,” she breathed out so very quietly once I was pushing my dick into her. She wasn’t able to hold the arch long. My thrusts had her pinned flat against the bed under me in no time. She tried to push back. She wanted to hold that position against me, but she didn’t stand a chance.

I grabbed her hips to pull her up on her knees and put a hand between her shoulders to keep her entire upper half against the mattress. She started squirming when I reached under her to put pressure on her clit again.

“What in the actual fucking monster-sized dick, Utah?” she panted out in between gasps.

This was absolutely not the time to ask how I compared to her vampires, but I sure as shit thought about it anyway. I had to. I needed to think about anything else. I even wondered what she might fucking want for breakfast in the morning to see if that’d help. It didn’t. She was still perfectly arched in front of me, flawless pale skin and tattoos for miles, legs spread and ass bouncing with every thrust. I was supposed to be able to last longer than this. I was the experienced one, the controlled one.

I picked up the pace and the pressure on her clit because I was un-fucking-willing to accept that I was about to get off before she did when this was only our second time together.

“Colt,” she gasped out in the quietest cry. “That’s — it’s —.”

That was a little better. At least she couldn’t think straight.

“God,” she whispered. “It’ssomuch.”

She raised up onto her elbows so she could lower her head down to look under her own body.

To watch.

She wanted to see this.

“So much,” I repeated. “And you’re taking it so fucking beautifully.”

I slowed my thrust enough to watch my entire dick disappear into her, so I could experience it with her while she stretched around me, and I realized instantly that I’d made a horrible mistake. If the goal was lasting longer, watching every motion was not the way to go about it.

She was either about to hate the fact that I ever existed, or she was going to think I walked on water.

I took my hand from her clit entirely, and the devastated little squeak that came out of her made me smile before I slapped my fingers right between her legs only to pull my hand back immediately. Her hips slammed back against my thrusts with that very audible, desperate gasp for air. But it didn’t work fast enough. She still hadn’t gotten off. I grabbed as much of her hair as I could reach and used it to pull her top half up off the bed. I let go of her hair when her back was against my chest, giving me room so I could wrap an entire arm around her. My free hand went right back to her clit.

She was almost too short for this to work with both of us on our knees and upright, but the second that she looked down to watch my hand, her entire body tensed. Her fingernails dug into the forearm that was across her breasts.

“Fuck, Colt,” she whispered at the same fucking time that thunder crashed loud enough outside to make the entire house shake. I would’ve asked how she was doing this thing with the weather if I wasn’t about to die from holding back an orgasm.

As soon as she was shaking, I let go of her and used my whole fucking body to push hers back down under me. I heard all the air leave her body in a giant exhale when I crashed right down on top of her in my own orgasm. She giggled when I continued pushing against her with my hips while lightning lit up the entire room.

“There’s not a bonus level,” she whispered and slapped her hand over her own mouth.

“A what?” I asked, very much out of breath and entirely unable to process thoughts on my own.

I couldn’t even hold myself off of her and she was expecting me to decipher her weird shit right now?

“You can keep trying, but you’re not going to get any deeper,” she said and laughed that time. I collapsed the rest of the way down on her and fucking laughed right along with her.

“That was amazing, Colt. I’ve never had anything so good. You blew my fucking mind,” I mocked in the highest pitch I could get my voice to go in an attempt to sound like her. “Nope,” I laughed. “Nothing like that. You went right to your nerd shit. Fuckingbonus levels.”

“Am I supposed to stroke your ego after sex?” Memphis asked. “Is that how it works?”

“You’re mean.”

She laughed. “I wouldn’t have crept in here like a psycho in the middle of the night just to get it again if it hadn’t gone well the first time.”

“Yeah, let’s focus on that,” I said quickly. “You’re the weird one here. I’m not in the neighborhood of being a two-pump chump because I have no control when you’re involved. You’re weird. That’s the topic for right now.”

I raised up on my elbows so I could pull out of her, and she rolled to her back beneath me. I laid right back on top of her, and she laughed.

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