Page 44 of Caught Looking

The sight of his large hand circling his cock made my pussy clench.

Seth noticed; his eyes gleaming with approval. “You like what you see, babe?”

I gulped; my mouth suddenly very dry. Why was it so erotic to watch Seth fist himself? “I do.”

” You like seeing what you do to me? How hard you make me?” He practically growled.

“Yes but…” I swallowed again.

His eyes dropped to my lips and one eyebrow cocked. “But?”

When I didn’t answer right away he grinned, resting back on his heels, taking in the sight ofmetouching myself. “I like watching you too, babe. It’s so fucking hot the way you pleasure yourself.”

“Yes,” I moaned as he ran his fist down his cock again.

“Fucking hell,” he bit out, moving over me. “We’re doing that later.” Then he pressed against me, lining the head of his cock up at my entrance. “Why do I have a feeling we’re going to need lots and lots of playtime?”

I rocked my hips, feeling him slide ever so slightly into my heat. “Because we both like to play?”

“You might just be the perfect woman, Annalise.” His eyes locked with mine as he pressed against me, stretching me around his thick tip.

I didn’t particularly like pain with my pleasure. I didn’t enjoy having my nipples pinched too hard or my clit manhandled, but the slight edge of pain that came with the stretch of Seth’s cock was absolutely perfect. The knowledge that he was almost too much, that every inch pushed me to the edge, testing my limits, that made that pain melt into exquisite ecstasy.

I reached for him, sliding my fingers along his shoulder to his neck, pulling him down to me. “More.” We were back to single words now that we were touching again.

His eyes flared as he pressed forward, stretching me even more.

He’d barely entered me and I was already arching off the bed, overwhelmed. My entire body lit up, every nerve ending firing, my toes curling.

“Slow,” he assured me. “Tight.”

“Big.” I tossed his one word replies back at him.

Which made the strained look on his face dissolve into a smile. He sucked a kiss under my jaw, then pressed another to my lips as he pushed forward another centimeter. “Good?”

It took me a few breaths to reply. “Good.”

Our gazes locked as he pressed deeper and deeper. He watched me struggle to adjust, stretching around his thick cock. Each time I relaxed he pushed deeper. Claiming me in a way I’d never been claimed before. He wasn’t just filling me with his cock, the way he watched me, touched me, he was filling me withhim. Seth Butler invaded my body, my mind, and whether I liked it or not, my heart.

When I didn’t think I could take anymore he slid his big hand up my thigh, pushing it up and out, sinking even deeper.

I saw those fucking stars. No one had ever been so deep, had ever claimed me so completely. I arched under him, gasping for air.

“Breathe, babe. Slow. In and out. Fuuuuck.” He drew that last word out into a moan of approval at the way my body fluttered around him, clenching and pulsing. When he got a hold of himself he cupped my face. “You good?”

It was a lot. Seth was big and I’d always been small. The fit was tight, to say the least. But somehow it worked. “I am now.” I felt himeverywhere. And all the blood rushing south meant that I was also swollen everywhere. My clit had become a damned lightning rod, sparking each time his skin brushed it. My nipples too. Everything was over-sensitized, sending a constant string of pleasure coursing through my body.

Seth rubbed his thumb across my cheek. “I want you to feel good.”

“I do. You’re perfect.”

He smirked. “You’ve got that backwards, babe.” He let out a shaky breath. “I have never felt anything like this. You’re heaven, Annalise. Fucking heaven.” His thumb moved over my cheek, then my jaw, and throat. “Is this real?” His hand kept moving, over my collarbone, to my breast, cupping it.

He looked at me like I was a dream come true. Like he couldn’t believe I was actually in his bed, underneath him, throbbing around him. So I reached between us and slid my fingers over my lips and around where his cock was buried inside me. “Feels real to me.”

He hissed, his hips rocking ever so slightly deeper.

But the slight look of vulnerability that flashed through his eyes undid me. With my other hand I cupped his face, connecting us above and below at the same time. “Yes, this is real. You’re incredible.” My fingers slid through my arousal, marveling at how thick he was, how it was possible I’d stretched around him. “Make me feel good, Seth.”

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