Page 135 of You, As You Are

“Easy,” he said languidly, coaxing the coil within her to unwind. “I’ve got you, Maisie.”

I’ve got you.

Breathing into relaxation as they pleasured one another, Maisie let her body take control. The trail of Iain’s mouth across her jaw helped her mind to fade away – took her out of herself, quietened the instinctive noise telling her that this was going to end the same as always, and the slow, gentle rhythm Iain set with his hand did much of the same.

He curled his finger, coaxing a moan from her lips.

“I think you can take another one,” he said, teeth grazing along her jaw.

Maisie pumped her fist over his thickened length.“Please.”

He added a second finger, the pleasantness of being filled increasing as he sank deeper. It’d never been like this. She’d never been writhing on a man’s hand as the heel of his palm pressed circles to her clit.

Breaths sawed in and out of Maisie. She keened, “I want more.”

Iain nuzzled the juncture of her neck and her shoulder. “You think you’re ready for my cock?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Where are the?—”

Maisie searched in her bra and pulled out a foil square.

Iain’s eyes widened as he picked the condom from her fingers. “Well that’s one way to keep them. How many are you hiding in there?” He leaned and tried to take a peek.

“Iain!” Maisie chuckled, swatting his hip and taking a glance of his firm, round backside whilst she was at it.

Rugby players …How many more times did she have to say it?

Half drooling, she said, “My purse is downstairs with a few more.”

Iain’s smirk that quirked the corners of his mouth and glittered in his eyes echoed what she felt inside. He shifted ontohis back, biceps working as he unrolled the condom down his length and smoothed it out with a few strokes. How he touched himself made Maisie curl her lip between her teeth. He was a big boy in so many ways …

“How do you want me?” he asked.

How didshewant him?

Maisie thought for a second over the ways she’d always felt most comfortable, then rolled and laid on her stomach. “Cover me?” she tossed over her shoulder.

“Fuck, yes.” Up and moving, Iain eagerly set himself up behind her. Straddling her legs, he peeled his robe off her body then slid his hands between her thighs, encouraging them apart to kneel in the space she made. His palms brushed up her spine and unclipped her bra.

“Ugh …” Maisie’s back bowed at the release, the hard peaks of her nipples freed to the cooler air.

She worked the bra out from under her and chucked it across the room, hearing Iain’s amused chuff behind her followed by apopand the sticky sound of the gel working over his length. Her thighs jumped with the coolness he spread over her next.

Over her shoulder, she watched him line himself up, pressing his blunt tip to her entrance. He played with her core, parting her for him, and lifted his eyes to find hers. “Ready?”

Maisie nodded, humming. “Yes. Please.”

One hand landing on the bed beside her shoulder, Iain eased and notched himself inside of her.

“Oh …”She moaned at that beginning of pressure, her flamed skin feeling stretched across her body.

“That’s only an inch, Daffy.” Iain’s voice was tight with how hard he restrained himself.

Maisie bundled the grey blanket under her chest and cheek, easing the strain of arching her back while she circled her hips, grinding against the bed as she sank towards bliss. Iain hadalready worked her up and she was so turned on, taking him was effortless.

Iain rubbed circles over her hip. “Shit—ease back, baby. Take me as much as you want.”

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