Page 52 of Warrior

He sucks the piercing into his mouth, tugging at it, and I groan.

Fuck.

While his mouth is busy, he tugs my panties down. I squirm, making the job easier for him, and the fabric falls away. My legs spread, and I urge him closer.

He obliges.

He releases my nipple and palms his length, pumping quickly once, then again, before positioning himself.

“You want this?” he confirms.

“Please fuck me,” I whisper. “Right now.”

He slides inside me.

I let out a shaky exhale. My muscles immediately tremble. I’ve never felt sex like this. Every sensation is compounded. I could orgasm just from him being there, the fullness of him stretching me open…

And then he moves, and it gets better.

The friction alone brings a gasp to my lips.

He catches my jaw and draws my face to his, our lips reconnecting. He swallows my sounds. My breasts rub against his chest.

There’s no way to possibly be closer unless I cut him open and slide under his skin. But he’s already inside me, so what’s the point?

Connection.

I’m going to burst.

I’m on cloud nine.

I’m going to come.

His fingers on my clit bring me close to the edge, but he backs off too fast.

Then again.

“Reese,” I groan, and it comes out a bit chiding. Even though the ride is well worth it…

He smiles. “I just wanted to hear you say my name.”

Fuck. Fuck me.

I don’t realize it’s a chant until his thrusts get harder, spearing into me with vigor. I grip his shoulders and hang on, because this is the Reese show.

“You feel so good,” he says, kissing me again. Slower, deeper.

It’s so at odds with the way his dick slides in, it’s hard to focus on both at the same time.

He’s at my clit again. Working me just right, until I’m on the edge.

Shivering pleasure rolls over me, and he’s right there with me. Gasping, moaning. It takes a long time for the orgasm to slip away, and Reese’s gaze shutters when we separate.

Our bodies are misted with sweat. The cum between my legs—ah, so that’s why he’s making that face—slowly seeps out.

I peer down, then back up at him.

I should care about that, right?

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