Page 156 of All at Once

He continues to draw circles on my clit with his thumb as he grinds into me softly. “How are you feeling?”

My breath is starting to get shakier by the second, and so I barely whisper, “Good.”

“Is there anything I can do for you to feel even better?”

His words alone are enough to ruin me perfectly. And yet combined with the movements he does next, it’s justunfair.

Luca thrusts once or twice into me slowly as my moans only grow deeper, more extended. To not overwhelm me too much, he switches back to the grinding technique, when I feel his base slightly rub against my clit, immediately making my hips buck upwards.

I didn’t know this could feeleven better. With the more sensitive and intense sensation juxtaposing the deeper steadier vibrations, I confess, “That. Fuck—” I gasp, “Keep doingthat.”

He smirks. “You like when my cock touches your clit?”

Two can play at that.

I look into his eyes to give him the same reaction he’s giving me. “I think I like your cockeverywhere.”

He gives such a strong thrust that it’s almost a mixture of a grind as well. “Ohfuck,” he grunts.

I can tell he’s getting close but he doesn’t release. “I don’t mind if you want to come first,” I tease.

He shifts his weight above me and looks at me with a fire in his eyes. “If you don’t get off, I don’t get off.”

His words continue to awaken cravings in me as I try to grind my clit against him to get even more contact with his cock.

Luca glances down at me with amusement before looking back into my eyes. “Good girl. Taking what she wants.” His voice echoes against my neck as he twines his fingers with mine, all our points of contact only continuing to build in pleasure.

Then I feel myentirebody pulse.

It’s like no other feeling I’ve experienced yet. Everything up to this point was pretty incredible. But this isspellbinding.

When his thrusts pick up and he hits that same sensitive spot, I almost scream. “Luca—”

Feeling my release around him, he encourages, “Give me your worst.”

“Lucaaa—”I’m seeing stars.

He continues all his movements, ensuring I get the maximum pleasure seconds after my orgasm has fully rolled through me.

Then he grunts. Probably louder than I’ve heard it so far. So wild. So messy. So much less composed as he calls, “Jasmine—”

The sound of his voice is enough to add to his warmth that fills me like no other, unraveling a sensation that alone mimics a smaller, flutterier orgasm all over my body.

Still panting against each other with eyes closed in our euphoria, we barely manage to open them again. Luca’s voice sounds even more seductive, deeper than usual, as he whispers in my ear, “My girl’s anatural.”

Laughing at his nod to my experience, I take a moment to just establish some normal breathing here given how I don’t quite know where I am at the moment. And given how the friction from his rising chest and torso against my skin is making me dizzy all over again.

When I’ve managed to compose myself somewhat, I say, “I think my fetish is listening to the sounds you make.”

“You’re making me blush, stop,” he says, trying not to smile.

Luca’s cheeks actually look so flushed that all I want to do is pull him into me again.

“No, really,” I continue. “I think if all you did was moan and grunt I’d probably get off just by that.”

“Okay. This is good to know. Let me write that down.” He pretends to reach over toward his nightstand as my body warms up again at the sight of his skin flexing. Then he leans forward seductively. “I guess I couldn’t really hear myself through all your screaming.”

Already blushing again, I defend, “It’s not my fault that you had to bethisgood at this.”

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