Page 94 of Collide
“So good,” I breathe.
“Think you can take another?”
I nod, breathless. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” His grin turns wicked as he bends again, mouth finding my breast while he slides the second finger in beside the first.
I feel it—the fullness, the pressure. I tighten around him, and he groans against my skin.
“So fucking tight.”
He presses his thumb to my center and begins to move in a rhythm that feels divinely orchestrated, precise, and devastating. His fingers curl inside me, and I cry out.
One of my hands claws his bicep, the other the blanket below.
His lips never stop. He kisses, sucks, and grazes my breasts with his teeth, keeping me spiraling under the weight of every perfectly placed touch.
It’s overwhelming.
It’s everywhere.
It’shim.
The pressure builds. My thighs tense, my legs begin to tingle and stiffen.
“Alex,” I gasp, eyes rolling to the back of my head, body trembling. “I—oh, fuck, I?—”
My climax hits in a slow-burning wave that turns molten at the center, detonating outward. I scream his name as I squirm and fall apart under him, hips jerking, toes curling, body vibrating from the inside out.
“Fuck—oh, fuck, fuck—Alex!”
I’m wrecked. Shattered and trembling.
He holds me through it, not stopping until I gasp for breath, chest heaving, limbs limp and loose.
He finally eases his fingers out, slow and careful, and rolls to his side to face me.
“How was that?” he asks, brushing hair from my damp forehead.
“I’m speechless,” I pant, laughing softly.
A wicked smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. “You know you just squirted, right?”
I did what?
He grins and holds up his glistening fingers. “Look how wet you were, your pussy shot all over me,” he says, like it’ssomething to be proud of. Then he brings them to his mouth and licks them clean, his gaze firmly fixed on mine.
I catch my breath. I don’t know whether to be mortified or turned on. I settle on the latter, basking in the afterglow.
“Hmm…like fucking honey,” he groans, voice dripping with hunger. “I can’t wait to bury my face between your thighs and devour every last drop.”
I giggle, flushed and floating.
God, neither can I.
Chapter 14
Do I Wanna Know?
