Page 151 of Will Bark for Pizza
“I’m—I’m almost?—”
“Kira?”
“Mmm?”
“Come for me.”
I exploded at his command.
Beckett fused his face to my pussy, showing not a single ounce of mercy as I came so hard I thought I’d shoot right off the bed and leave a hole in the ceiling. My toes and fingertips tingled as they gripped for purchase. I felt as though I’d been blasted off like a rocket and was now free floating into space, fueled on euphoria.
Beckett crawled beside me, cupping my cheek and kissing me so sensually it threatened to short-circuit my brain.
I didn’t know if I’d catch my breath before sunset, but I reached my hand between us, circling it around his length.
He groaned.
“Beckett?”
“Yes, Red?”
“I want you inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Beckett rolled onto his side, pulling open a nightstand drawer.
“You really have settled in,” I teased.
“I wanted to be prepared,” he said, tearing at the foil packet.
“Prepared to have a woman in your bed?” A hint of jealousy wormed its way in, and I wondered how many women there might be now that Beckett was out here all alone. But I had no right to be jealous when I was the one fighting this. Right?
“Prepared to haveyouin my bed.”
“You knew this would happen?”Shut up, Kira.You’re ruining this.
“No,” he admitted, kissing my forehead as he climbed on top of me. “But I really fucking hoped it would.”
He pushed apart my thighs with his knees and lowered himself to my entrance. I held on to his shoulders as he nudged inside.
His lips met mine, and I sank into the sensation of it all. The feel of him inside me. The way my body craved his touch. How I couldn’t seem to get close enough to him, no matter how tightly I wrapped myself around him. I met him thrust for thrust, desperate for more.
“Fuck, Kira,” he growled against my ear.
“Come inside me,” I pleaded.
He kissed me harder as he pummeled into me over and over. Pleasure built in my core once more. Fuck, was I going to come—again?
I exploded once more.
And Beckett came right after me.
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