Page 106 of Up in Smoke

My hips stop just short of burying myself inside her, and I push up to run my cock through her slit instead.

“So wet,” I mumble, dropping my forehead to her shoulder. “You’re going to suffocate my cock and drown it at the same time, aren’t you, Mace?”

“Let me,” she moans. “Please. I want it so bad.”

Her nails claw frantically at my shoulder blades. It goes against every self-made policy of mine to not make her come first. The greedy side of me wants to try to get her there just by fucking her, though. If she’s as worked up as she seems, I can time it perfectly and fall right off the ledge with her—something I’ve never done before.

That’s a running theme for me when it comes to this woman. Everything is new. It’s all a collection of things I find myself doing for the first time. It’s equally amazing and scary.

I ease inside her a third of the way, and she cries out and arches her back in response. I lift my upper body and grab under her knee to place one of her legs on my shoulder. Her opposite thigh is pinned to the bed with my other hand. I turn my head to the one on my shoulder to kiss the inside of her knee.

Her hips lift, doing what she can to get me farther inside. I smirk and continue kissing her leg for a second before shifting my knees forward and looking down to where I’m about to push in.

My heart thumps loudly in my chest as I ease halfway inside her and stop.

“You’re tight as hell, baby,” I say through gritted teeth. “Don’t hold your breath like that.”

The second she deeply inhales, I draw my hips back and then snap them forward.

She clenches around me instantly. One thrust. Just one, and I’m tempted to collapse. Her hips swivel back and forth, and I close my eyes with a groan. No fucking way am I lasting like this. It’s maddening, and I fight for breath until she rakes her nails down my stomach.

“More,” she begs. “Now, Tripp.”

Instead of gradually building up to a more punishing pace, her demands send me right into a frenzy. The bed frame bangsagainst the wall with two more deep thrusts. Mesa’s mouth hangs open, but the corner tips up in a satisfied hint of a smile. Her loud moans turn muffled as everything around me dims to a faded blur.

I dig my fingers into the flesh on both of her thighs, trap my lower lip between my teeth, and fully ignore the threat of coming too fast.

I’ve officially lost all sense of control while continuing to slam into her. Hard and unrelenting, five more times, before I gain enough awareness to not plow her through the mattress and into the damn floor.

My chest heaves as I slow my pace, then completely stop. A record-breaking quickie was never the plan. All-night lovemaking? That’s what I should be giving her right now.

I should lie down and pull her on top of me before I turn into an animal. Slow it down. Maybe kiss for a minute or whisper softly against her mouth how pretty and sweet she is. How much I lo?—

A hand curls around the back of my neck. Mesa leans up to steal back my attention and then lies back down, taking me with her. I can’t help it—I push in and out of her a few more times.

“Yes,” she moans.

I kiss and suck on the side of her neck, but stay seated inside her with no further movement. She tries to pull my hips forward, but I remain unmoving and groan into her hair.

“Don’t stop,” she whispers between heavy breaths. She runs her hands over my lower back and then lower to my ass. “It feels so much better than it did when I had fantasies of you inside me like this. You fill me so . . . damn . . . good, I want you to come in?—”

I rise up and cover her mouth with my hand. Her eyes go wide as I trap her lips beneath my palm.

“I’m gonna fuckingbust,” I grit out. “You can’t look like that, feel so perfect,andstart talking dirty to me, woman.”

Her blue eyes bore into mine. She ignores my warning and lifts her hips again. Removing my hand, I lean down and smash my mouth against hers. She’s driving me out of my mind, and I can’t make this last as long as I want it to. After one more languid movement inside her, I pull out and lean away to find my bearings.

Her impatience is evident and cute as hell.

“I’ll let you fuck me real nice and slow for as long as you want,” Mesa says in her sweetest, most convincing tone. She grins as I’m unable to resist slowly sinking into her fully again. After getting the reaction she wanted out of me, she adds with emphasis, “Next time.”

Her hand slides down to her clit. I close my eyes and groan. Her uncompromising want is such a fucking turn-on. With a clenched jaw, I grab her hips and scoot them toward me. I lift them long enough to slip a pillow underneath her.

“You want to defile me so bad right now, don’t you?” she adds. “I don’t care how long it lasts. Do it.”

“Christ,” I mutter. “Don’t tell me what to do like that. It’s sexy as fuck. I’m losing my mind here.”

Her nails dig into my back, and I know I’ll see red scratches when I look in the mirror tomorrow. With an unrelenting grip, she pulls me into her. Our chests press together. Her moan makes my brain rattle as I pump into her three more times.

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