Page 125 of Hoax and Kisses
My movements stutter, my balls tighten, my head swells against her tongue.
That’s the moment I love the most. When I’m on the brink of spilling my release. When every strained muscle in my body is begging to relax. That fine line between pain and pure bliss. I ride it till the last second. Till beads of precum form at the tip and she whimpers in response to the taste.
“Okay, enough.” I tear her mouth away from me before I can come, then bring her flush to my chest, sealing her lips to mine. “Turn around.”
Without giving her a second to follow my command, I do it for her. I spin her around, pulling a sharp gasp from her, and press her back tightly against my chest, my thighs bracketing hers.
Hand sliding between her legs, I bring my mouth to her ear. “You liked that, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she breathes as my fingers play in her wetness, circling her clit already engorged with need.
I bite the tip of her ear. “I was ready to come in your mouth.”
Zoé hums, rocking her hips against my hand. “Why didn’t you?”
I press my palm against her pussy, nudging her closer to me. “Because I want to fill you again.”
I grip my cock and sink into her. Her walls flutter as she stretches to accommodate me, and as I move inside her, the mind-blowing need to feel her clench around me levels out.
“Don’t go too fast,” she moans, her head falling back on my shoulder.
I press an open-mouthed kiss against her sweaty neck, reveling in the way her breasts bounce with every roll of my hips.
God, I love feeling her like this, with every inch of her molding around every inch of me, keeping the pace slow and deep until I’m slick with her need.
I palm her breast in one hand, teasing her clit with the other, fingers slipping lower, relishing the way I disappear inside her.
Body and mind.
“Take what you need from me, beautiful.” I slide a finger in too, so snug and so perfect, and she shudders on my lap.
I sink my teeth right where her neck meets her shoulder and suck on the spot.
Her body goes slack against mine.
It’s okay, I got her. I’ll always have her.
Mine to hold.
Mine to pleasure.
Mine to love.
“Matt, p-please. I—”
She chokes on my name, my release climbing closer to the surface.
“Are you gonna say my name when you come all over me?” I pump into her faster, my finger stroking inside her with the same rhythm.
“Yes.”
“Say it.” I pinch her nipple. “Say it, Zoé, because I’m so close.”
Too close.
Hot need floods my body. I grit my teeth, thrusting my hips in hard, sharp movements, my thighs slapping against her ass.
“Say it.”
