Page 229 of Psycho

She grabbed my shoulders and screamed out my name as I settled more fully.

I waited until she looked up at me before I moved, pulling out until only the tip remained before I slammed mercilessly back into her.

She gasped as our skin slapped against each other.

I repeated the move, again and again, building momentum every time I pushed back inside, and her legs shifted, trying to adjust to the speed and strength of the penetration.

She moaned out loud when I grabbed her hips and fucked her deeply on the floor.

“God, Micah. This feels so fucking good.”

I reached down between our bodies and flicked at her clit.

She screamed, her body struggling against me on the impending release.

I fucked her harder.

And harder, until I couldn’t focus on anything but her.

Just her.

“I fucking love you,” I gritted out.

The words were like second nature to me.

I rotated my hips, and she grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, pulling on it severely.

Fucking hell.

She clenched around me when she came, and everything about her felt like she was strangling the breath right out of me—from her tight heat, to her the way her body convulsed violently beneath mine, to even the fucking flush overtaking her skin.

I pulled out of her in the middle of her release, and her lips twitched.

She whimpered and blindly reached for me.

I didn’t give her a chance to recover before I pulled her forward and lay myself down on the floor, helping her up so that she was straddling me.

She looked down at me with hooded eyes.

“Ride me, baby girl,” I said.

She whimpered but didn’t fight me when I pushed up and shoved my cock inside her.

She slid down, creating that fucking friction between us.

My skin vibrated from the sensation, and I grabbed her hips and directed her thrusts at first.

Until she got the hang of it and moved by herself.

For a moment, I stayed where I was, watching her. She was fucking glorious when she moved.

I pressed my fingers down on her clit, and she arched her back, bearing down on me faster.

I moved my hands to the side and spanked her ass cheeks.

“Fuck,” she gritted out, rolling her hips.

I spanked her again until I was sure she bore my red handprint on her pale, creamy skin and pulled her down so she was lying on top of me.

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