Page 54 of Treachery in the Highlands
My cream-slick channel tightens around him, welcoming the savage rhythm he's finally unleashed.The restraint that held him back has vanished, replaced by raw, untamed hunger.Every punishing thrust drives me higher and higher toward a mind-altering climax.The bed creaks and groans and thumps beneath us while our heavy breaths and desperate moans fill the air.I wrap my legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside me.
Joey growls through gritted teeth."Is this what you wanted, baby?"
"Aye, please," I gasp, barely able to form words."Dinnae stop, Joey.Please dinnae stop."
The room fills with the heady scent of our lovemaking, an intoxicating mix of sweat and my cream.I glide my hands down his back, feeling the strength coiled there, marveling at how perfectly we fit together.The bed creaks in protest beneath us as the wooden frame seems on the brink of collapsing.Joey pounds into me with abandon, unleashing savage cry.His hands grip my hips, fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to leave marks---badges of passion I'll wear proudly tomorrow.
"Rachel, fuck, I'm about to blow my top.Come with me, baby, please come with me."
I can feel myself teetering on the edge, my climax just out of reach, so close I swear I can almost touch it.Joey must sense the same thing, because he shifts slightly, angling his hips to hit the magical spot inside me that will set me off.
"Oh, God!"I cry out, my back arching off the bed."Right there, Joey.Don't stop!"
He rises slightly, just enough that he can kneel between my thighs.Then he pulls out of my body---but only so he can lift my legs above his head.
"Lock your ankles around my neck, Rach."
I comply without hesitation, despite having no idea what his intentions are.
Then he begins to thrust again in this strange new position.It grants him a sort of leverage he couldn't achieve in the usual position.He grunts and gasps and pummels me so wildly that the bed shakes and scrapes on the floor.The intensity of Joey's thrusts sends shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body.Every powerful stroke hits deeper than before, and I can feel myself stretching to accommodate him.The new angle allows him to reach places inside me I didn't even know existed.
But just when I can feel the orgasm rising inside me, he pulls hisslatout of me."Ready for the big finish?"
"Aye, please, hurry."
He rubs the red tip of his cock against my nub, over and over and over until I'm thrashing again and cannae shout because the pleasure is too intense.He keeps going, though, until he can tell I'm on the edge.
And he pulls out again.
My desperate noises echo through the room as I writhe, unable to think or see straight.
Then Joey wraps my ankles around his neck again, slamming into me like a wrecking ball.The wet sucking sound of our joining fills the room, and my ears begin to ring because I cannae take in a full breath.Dinnae give a shite.
"Joey!"I cry out, my voice raw with passion."Never stop fucking me, never let me come until you want me to."
My hands fist in the sheets, desperately seeking something to anchor me as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me.The pressure builds low in my belly, a coiling tension that threatens to snap at any moment.
Joey's face is a mask of concentration, his brows furrowed and jaw clenched as he drives into me relentlessly.Sweat glistens on his skin, highlighting the flex and strain of his muscles.He's never looked more beautiful to me than in this moment of unbridled passion.
"Come for me, Rachel," Joey commands, his voice hoarse and strained."Let go, baby.I want to feel you come around me."
His words are the final push I need.The tension that's been building inside me finally snaps, and I'm consumed by a tidal wave of pleasure so intense it steals my breath.My entire body convulses, muscles clenching and unclenching as the orgasm rips through me.
My Gaelic screams fill the room.My vision blurs, and for a moment, I can see sparks of magic dancing in the atmosphere.The intensity of my climax triggers something deep within me, and I feel a surge of power coursing through my veins, intertwining with the waves of pleasure.
Joey's rhythm falters as my inner walls clamp down on him one last time.With a guttural shout, he thrusts once, twice more before burying himself deep inside me.I feel the hot rush of his release, prolonging my own climax.
We stay locked together, panting and trembling, as the aftershocks roll through us.Slowly, Joey lowers my legs from his shoulders, pressing tender kisses to my ankles, calves, and knees as he does so.When he finally collapses beside me, I curl into him, relishing the warmth of his body and the steady thump of his heartbeat.
"Christ, Rach," Joey murmurs, his voice rough."That was..."
"Aye," I agree, unable to find the words myself.I press a kiss to his chest, tasting the salt of his sweat on my lips."It was perfect."
Joey's arms tighten around me, and I feel his chuckle rumbling through his chest."Perfect, huh?I'll have to remember that for next time."
I smile against his skin, feeling utterly sated and content.But as the passion-induced haze begins to clear from my mind, I can't help but notice something...different.The air feels charged, alive with an energy I've never experienced before.
"Joey," I whisper, propping myself up on an elbow to look at him."Did you...did you feel anything strange just now?"
