Page 12 of Bean Flicker
"Josh!"
With my free hand, I twist open the buttons of my fly and shove my jeans and boxers down my thighs. I need her more than I need my next breath.
Pushing the book aside, I wrap my hands around her thighs and pull her to me, my length pressing against her slick heat as her arms immediately go around my neck and our mouths collide.
"Farm boy," she whimpers with an urgency that matches my own.
I answer her with an intense kiss, exploring every inch of her mouth, sharing her flavor before I drag my lips near her ear and whisper, "Just like in the book."
She lets out a guttural moan as I position myself between her thighs and push inside, her tight heat surrounding me. I can barely see from the pleasure of it, electricity sparking between us as we move together.
"Fuck, Reggie. You feel so good."
"So do you," she whimpers, her head lolling back as each thrust drives us higher and higher as we become one with each other and the story. Every word, every sensation, every emotion is raw and real. It's like I'm having a sexual awakening, and I know I'll never be able to feel like this with anyone but her, ever again. She's mine. I'm hers. There's nothing else that matters.
Finally, when the intensity reaches almost unbearable heights, I reach between us and place a barely featherlight touch on her clit when she explodes.
"Joooooosssshhhhh!!!!"
"Oh, Regina," I grunt, my insides drawing tight before I unload inside her, the pulsing of our combined orgasm reaching its peak then coming down as I collapse onto her, intimately connected, our heartbeats thudding as one.
Time seems to stop in that moment, and we lie there on that couch, our breathless bodies trembling, boneless and sated until I find the energy to shift back slightly and look into her eyes. She smiles.
"That… was…" She trails off, unable to find the words as her eyes search my face.
"Fucking amazing," I finish for her, pressing my forehead against hers and closing my eyes as we both laugh and hold each other tighter.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to look at a book the same way again."
I chuckle and press a soft kiss against her already swollen lips. "I don't think I'll ever be able to read a scene like that around anyone but you."
"I'm glad." She lowers her gaze as her fingers trail a lazy circle in the center of my shirt. "Because after that, I think I'd be incredibly jealous if you did. I want you all to myself."
"I'm not going anywhere, flick," I murmur, hooking my finger under her chin so I can tilt her face to mine. "I'm yours now as much as you are mine. And if I'm really honest, I wouldn't mind trying our hand at writing a love scene of our own."
“Literally or figuratively?”
I squint one eye as I think for a moment. "Can we do both?"
"You want to write a book with me?”
“I think we could give it a go. I mean, we’ve read enough of them.”
“I suppose. I never really saw myself as an author, though.”
“Hmm.” I draw her closer. “I might have to carry you into the bedroom and do some convincing.”
She grins against my mouth as I drop a kiss on her lips. “I might takea lotof convincing.”
“Lucky I've been thinking about you naked and coming for me from the moment I first saw you."
She chuckles as her eyes spark bright. "I bet you did, you voyeur."
"Hey, you were the one with the open window," I say, kissing her deep before lifting her from the couch and carrying her to the bedroom so we can start something all of our own that we didn't read in books.
REGINA
We tumble back onto the bed, exhausted and out of breath with tangled legs and arms, my head tucked under his chin while we both melt into the mattress with blissful contentment. “You’re good at those sex scenes,” I murmur, keeping my eyes closed as I snuggle closer to him, inhaling his scent and listening to the strong beat of his heart beneath my ear. I could stay like this forever.
