Page 17 of Body Shot

I could do this forever, and I wish we had forever. I also wish we were in a soft bed, because the floor is hard on my knees and she’s sprawled out on a desk. I circle her clit with my tongue and then lick over it.

Her body jolts and her fingers curl into fists. “Beck!”

“Mmm.” I tongue the swollen bud, back and forth, back and forth. Her body trembles and her abs contract. Close . . . I close my lips over her and suck.

Her soft scream registers. I hope it’s not loud enough to have people running to see what’s going on, because the door has no lock. They’d walk in on quite a sight. I push that thought away and give her pussy one last long stroke of my tongue and a kiss on the tiny patch of gold curls.

I surge to my feet and study her as I open my jeans and roll the condom on my stiff, aching dick. Christ, she’s gorgeous. Her face has gone pink, her eyes heavy-lidded and her lips parted as she watches me glove up.

“Still want this, baby?” I murmur, giving my dick a shake.

She lifts glowing eyes to mine and smiles lazily. “Oh yeah.”

“How’d that feel?” I move closer, bend my knees, and slide the head of my cock through her slick crevice.

“So good.”

“You’re really wet.” That’s good. She’s wet and soft for me and I push inside her, inch by inch. “And tight.” I groan. My balls pull up as hard as walnuts at the base of my cock.

Her eyes fall closed and she rolls down flat on her back, knocking some papers and one of the glasses we’d been drinking from onto the floor. Luckily it doesn’t break.

“That’s it, gorgeous. Just feel it.”

“It feels amazing.”

“I know. Christ . . .” It’s not going to take much. “I know.”

I push her legs up and back and hold on to brace her as I slide in and out, going deeper, harder. Then I find her clit with my thumb. She jerks but moans. “Want you to come again. With me inside you.”

She opens her mouth as if to speak but all that comes out is a moan.

I circle her clit, dividing my focus between that and my own orgasm, tingles brewing deep in my lower back.

She gives that faint scream again and her body squeezes me hard. “Holy hell, I can feel that.” I gasp as electricity sizzles up my spine. Ecstasy erupts in my balls and my entire body seizes with unbearable pleasure. I roar my excitement as my cock jerks inside her in wrenching spasms.

I fall over her to kiss her mouth, keeping us joined as our bodies shudder together. Her hands lift to grip my shoulders, her thighs tightening on my hips.

Never mindherforgetting her name,Imight have forgottenmine.My world has narrowed to this, this moment, this woman and the mind-blowing pleasure I just gave and got. The crazy, impulsive riskiness is like a drug to me, along with the taste of her on my tongue, the scent of her, the feel of her hot body clamped around me.

“Okay,” she finally says on an exhalation. “You were right. What’s my name again?”

Her humor tugs a smile to my lips and I rub my nose alongside hers. “Beautiful Hayden.”

“You know, if you hadn’t remembered, this wouldn’t go well.”

I chuckle and we smile into each other’s eyes. “No shit. Forgetting a girl’s name during sex is about the worst thing you can do.”

“Other than call her thewrongname, maybe.”

I like her sense of humor, evident even though we just survived a firestorm of sexual hotness.

“I can’t believe we did that.” She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip.

I shake my head and kiss her so she’ll release that lip from its torture. “No regrets.”

“No.” She blinks. “I can’t say I feel regret. I’m just a little . . . I don’t even know. Surprised at myself, I guess.” Then she smiles again. “And impressed by you. You may be cocky, but you definitely delivered.”

I give a slow pelvic thrust, my half-hard cock still inside her. “I’m cocky because I have a big cock.”

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