Page 108 of The Upgrade

I turn to face him, prepared to say I’m exhausted from flying and might want a raincheck for later. Then my eyes lock with his and a burst of desire bounces through me. It pings off my ribs, coming to rest at the apex of my thighs.

“Yes, please.”

Chuckling again, Kit pulls me into his arms. He kisses me slowly at first, deepening the kiss as he unties the knot at my neck.

“I love when you wear this dress.” He kisses my throat as my red halter sundress falls to my feet in a puddle.

I’m braless beneath it, so I’m left wearing nothing but a red lace thong. “No fair,” I breathe as Kit kisses his way down my ribcage. “You’ve got pants and a shirt and?—”

“Better get busy, woman.” He backs me up toward the swing, boosting me onto a wide padded seat. “I have plans for you and this sexy playground equipment.”

Shrieking with laughter, I tear at his belt while shoving his shirt up his torso. God, I love this man’s body. My palm skims a ripple of abs, tracing a path to his belt. He helps me tug the shirt over his head as his pants hit the floor with his boxers still tucked inside.

“God, I want you.” He drops to his knees, pushing two padded handles into my fists. “Hold on tight, Eve.”

I gasp as he tears off my thong, nudging apart my thighs with his shoulders. My feet find the stirrups, which are padded and already set to the length of my legs. The man thinks of everything, doesn’t he?

I feel weightless and boneless as Kit spreads my legs. I’m already slippery and swollen, and he wastes no time teasing me open with his tongue.

“Jesus Christ.” Is it possible he’s gotten even better at this? “Right there.”

He’s sucking my clit as I grip the handles to keep from tipping backward. The swing sways a little, a gentle, rocking rhythm that adds to the sensation of floating on an ocean of bliss.

“God, baby.” Kit slides two fingers inside me. “I’ve missed this.”

I don’t point out that it’s been less than twenty-four hours since Kit went down on me. The man can’t get enough, and far be it from me to complain. My knees start to quiver, and I’m startled to realize I’m already close.

“That’s it.” I squeeze my eyes shut as his finger curls up to make me explode. “I’m almost—oh, God!”

The orgasm hits like a hurricane, slamming me back as I cling to the handles. The swing rocks beneath me, set into motion by the thrust of Kit’s hand and the skillful ministrations of his tongue. He carries me through it, pumping his fingers as he coaxes me through a few final spasms of climax.

“Holy shit.” I gasp as I open my eyes, watching Kit rise to his feet. He’s naked and glorious and not reaching for a condom this time.

Eyes searching mine, he smiles. “You sure about this?”

“Positive.”

He means going bare, and I can’t fucking wait. Our test results came back two weeks ago and we haven’t played with anyone else since then. It’s taken my body a while to adjust to my new IUD, so we haven’t had sex without condoms yet.

We wanted to wait until now.

Kit’s eyes hold mine as he grabs one of the straps over my head. Notching himself at my entrance, he groans. “You’re so fucking wet.” He’s gritting his teeth as he eases inside me. “Fuck, Eve—I could never get tired of this feeling.”

“Guh.” That’s the only sound I can manage as Kit thrusts inside me. He’s so damn big that I swear sometimes he won’t fit.

But he does, andmy God—“Kit,” I pant as the swing starts to sway. “This feels amazing.”

“I know, baby. I know.” We’re rocking now, swaying with the rhythm of his thrusts. Each time I swing back, I come down on his cock with an audible slap.

The sensation of weightlessness rolls through me, swirling with pulses of pleasure. Kit pounds me hard, taking advantage of the shift in gravity. He’s not even touching my clit, but the smack of our flesh feels like suction-y kisses right on that tight little bud. I could come in a heartbeat.

“Fuck, Eve—I don’t know how long I can last.” Kit’s wild-eyed and sweaty as he holds onto my thighs. “I need to slow down or I’ll?—”

“Don’t you dare.” I’m so fucking close I can taste it. “Come with me, Kit. Come inside me.”

He lets out a roar that rolls through my body as the second orgasm hits. Kit drives in hard, sending me swaying away and then back again. I’m clutching the handles, babbling words that don’t even make sense. He’s throbbing inside me, filling me up as my toes grip the pads of the stirrups.

“Oh my God.” I let go of the handles and grab Kit’s broad shoulders. “Was that insanely good for you?”

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