Page 141 of Outlaw Heartstrings
My walls tighten and release, desperate, shameless, hungry. So hungry.
My nails dig into his strong pec. “More, Easton. More.”
“More what?” he asks, his tone taunting me.
I curl my pelvis forward before thrusting back. “More fingers.”
“More fingers? Plural?” A wicked smirk overtakes his face. “You want to take all my fingers inside your tight cunt, don’t you?”
His words.Fuck. His words.
My desperation consumes me just as my good sense flees the scene. “Yes.” I nod my head.
Not wasting any time, Easton is pulling my dress over my head and dropping it in the grass, leaving me completely naked. As quiet as this lookout is, the fact remains that we’re in a public place. Anyone could creep up and catch us at any time and we’d have no one to blame but ourselves. But that risk is the furthest thing from my mind.
Easton’s eyes stay on mine, gauging my reaction as he adds a second finger to my channel. And then a third. He pumps in and out, hard and deep.
I’m dripping all over his hand. The mere idea of him stuffing me completely has me turned on to the point of delirium.
“More?” he asks, skepticism and fascination playing on his face at once.
I allow my head to bob, and his eyes widen.
I’m feeling curious. I’m feeling adventurous. I’m feeling horny.
For him.
“I mean it, Easton. I need you.” I’m writhing in his arms.
His free hand hooks around the back of my head and he pulls me down. He kisses me dirty as he stuffs a fourth finger into my channel.
My pussy clenches around his knuckles, making the hottest, wettest, most obscene sounds.
Easton is panting now. He’s desperate for his own release. I can tell from the relentless way he thrusts his pelvis. “Damn, Alba. Tell me again. Tell me that you need me.”
I cling to his shoulders, heat racing over my body as I circle my hips, stealing every ounce of pleasure from his touch. “I need you,” I confess through gritted teeth. “I need your body on my body…I need your fingers deep inside me…I need your cock fucking me senseless.” My hips finally slow down as I hold his gaze. “And more than anything, I need your love. I need your love, Easton.”
His forehead furrows with gravity. “You’ve got it, Alba. You’ve got all of me. Every little piece of me. I’m yours.”
“You’re mine…” I cry. “And I’m yours.”
With that, he slams his fingers all the way inside me. The heel of his palm collides with my electrified clit. His fingers curl against my G-spot.
And I’m done. Utterly done.
“Easton…!” The wind takes my frantic moan, carrying it across the canyon.
My pussy clenches like a fist.My entire bodyclenches like a fist. And for one long, electric, breathtaking moment, the cluster of nerves where his fingertips are pressing into my interior wall becomes the center of the universe.
“That’s right, baby,” Easton breathlessly cheers me on. “Come for me. Come all over my hand, Alba. You’re so sexy. Fall apart for me.”
My muscles finally release and I abruptly fall against hischest. He holds me and he kisses me and he tells me I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
He paints my lips with his drenched fingers and then he leans in, kissing my juices right off of my mouth.
“I need to be inside you, Alba. Right now.”
The feral note to his voice should scare me. Instead, I find myself unbuckling his pants and wrestling them down to his knees.
