Page 63 of Meet Me in the Vines
“Donovan, please. Make love to me. I need you,” I beg, desperate to feel him inside me. He reaches over to his bedside table and opens a drawer to grab a condom, but I stop him.
“No, I want nothing between us. I got tested when I went in for a checkup last week. I’m clean and on the pill. Please,” I plead with him, not that it takes much convincing on his end. He flashes his beautiful fucking grin that drives me insane. He closes the drawer and kisses me hard on the lips.
“I haven’t been with anyone in years. You want bare? I’ll give it to you bare,” he groans.
Fuck, that’s hot. I’m buzzing with anticipation. Years of wondering. Years of dreaming about what it would be like to be his again.
He hovers on top of me, his forearms settle on either side. He lines up at my wet entrance and slowly enters my heat. My hands grip his firm, muscular ass, urging him to go deeper.
“Damn, Audrey. Your pussy is so tight,” he grunts.
I suck in a sharp breath as I adjust to his size. He moves in and out slowly at first, and I move in rhythm underneath him until we find our pace. His thrusts get deeper and faster, my breathing gets heavier.
“Yes, Donovan. God, yes.”
He feels so good inside of me. It’s nothing like the first time. This time, it’s a sure thing. We’re more confident. Hungrier. He’s here with me, inside me, all around me.
I wrap my legs around him and dig my heels into the hard muscle of his ass to get even deeper. The sound of our panting fills the quiet room. His tongue finds mine as we moan into each other’s mouths, the pleasure electrifying our bodies.
“You feel so good on my cock. You were fucking made for me, Audrey.”
His voice is low and raspy. He gets on his knees and moves my legs over his shoulders, hitting the spot that I need him to.
God, he feels so good.
I meet him thrust for thrust and feel my orgasm building in my core. Seeing my pleasure, he takes my ankles into his hands, spreading my legs as far as they can go. I moan, loud and indulgent.
My palms lay flat on the headboard above me, banging against the wall with each piston of his hips driving into me. My tits bounce in his view as I arch my back, driving me closer and closer to my release. A sheen of sweat covers us both, our bodies sliding wet against each other.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant out my desire, surrendering my mind, body, and soul to Donovan. The fuse of my arousal is lit inside every part of me, seconds away from my explosion.
“Come for me. Come on my cock, baby,” he pants, our breaths ragged and short.
He’s pounding me with force, the sound of his balls slapping my pussy echoes around us. His hand slips down and rubs my clit with his thumb, giving me exactly what I need. I’m done for.
“Donovan, I’m gonna…oh, fuck!” I scream out.
Stars explode behind my eyes, and I come into oblivion. My toes curl as the most guttural moans escape my lips. My pussy pulses violently around his throbbing cock. He doesn’t let up.He’s like a fucking machine. His pants get louder as he chases his own release. He pumps into me once, twice, three times, and I get hit with a second wave of pleasure before I can even recover from the first one.
“Donovan!” I scream his name as another orgasm rips through me like dynamite, exploding throughout my sex.
He closes my thighs together and puts both of my legs on one side of his shoulders, making my pussy tighter for him as he fucks me hard into the headboard.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” he grunts as his cock shoots his release into me, and it’s my name on his lips when he comes apart. His body glistens with a thin layer of sweat, shining over his taut muscles that flex with every thrust.
He leans down and kisses my tits, trailing his tongue up my neck and to my mouth. I feel his cock throbbing inside me as I squeeze out every bit of his arousal. My back sinks into the mattress, boneless.
He slowly pulls out and lies on his side, facing me. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and our foreheads press together. We lie breathless, our chests rising and falling together from euphoria.
“After ten years, that’s all I get?” I tease. He grabs my hips and flips me on top of him, and I giggle in response. My legs straddle his waist.
“Watch your mouth, Mouse, or I’ll fuck the tease right out of it,” he warns, squeezing my ass in his large hands.
I love his filthy mouth. My heat pools with wetness again, and I make a mess of myself on his torso. He leans his head slightly back, exposing his Adam’s apple and the desirable column of his throat.
“You want more, baby?” he hums. His eyebrow arches up. He has one hand behind his head and the other tweaks my nipple.I slide my wet pussy against his cock and feel him grow beneath me.
“At least ten years’ worth more,” I purr, giving him a playful smirk.
