Page 98 of Grit
Cary reached for the drawer in his bedside table, opened it, and grabbed one. Then he ripped it open with his teeth and rolled the condom on, all while teasing her breasts with his other hand.
“I love the size of them,” he muttered.
“They’re small.”
“They’re perfect.” He tasted them again. “And they’re so sensitive.”
She was twisting beneath him, but it wasn’t nerves. It was need. Cary knelt between her legs and lowered his body, pressing his chest to her breasts. Her fingers ran over his shoulders and down his arms.
“So strong.”
“Mm-hmm.” He nudged her legs open. “Melissa.”
She looked into his eyes. “Yes.”
“Keep looking at me.”
She nodded and Cary slowly slid inside, keeping their eyes locked together.
He let out a guttural breath.
Yes.
Finally.
Tears came to her eyes, and a soft smile spread over her face. “I really love you, Cary.”
He felt like his heart would burst out of his chest. “Love you, Missy.”
He saw it in her eyes. He saw everything. He lay completely still within her, letting her get used to the feel of him. He stroked her cheek, kissed her mouth.
When he felt her start to move, he reached down and gripped her leg. “Put your legs around me.”
She wrapped her legs around his hips, changing the angle and letting him go deeper. They groaned in unison as he began to move.
“Wrap those legs tight.” He bit his lip and thrust. “You are sofuckingsexy.”
“Oh… Cary.” Her voice was high and needy.
“Are you going to come?”
“I already did but…”
The wave of climax was going to hit him faster than he wanted, but there was no stopping it. A few more minutes. A few more rough commands, and he was there.
Cary came in a heady rush of pleasure, clasped between Melissa’s legs, her name on his lips. Before she could catch her breath, he slid down. “Lift your hips.”
She arched up, he hooked her legs over his shoulders, and he put his mouth on her again, flipping her into a second climax within minutes.
He held her quaking body, enjoying the way her muscles tensed and relaxed. The look of euphoria on her face.
“Come here.” Her eyes were closed, but she was reaching for him.
“Let me…” He set her down, turned, got rid of the condom before he lifted the sheets on the bed and slid next to her. “Missy.”
“Hmm?”
He smiled at how exhausted she was. “Slide under the covers before you fall asleep.”
