Page 143 of Drown Like Heaven
His fingers played over my hard nipples expertly, tugging on the tight points until I was moaning and whimpering, internally begging him to fuck me. To soothe the clenching emptiness inside of me, demanding to be filled by something thick and long and hard.
Let him take. Let him ruin. Split me open.
“Micah,” I whimpered.
“Masters.” He dragged his open mouth along my jaw, his tongue hot against my skin, his hand roughly massaging my breast.
“I need—” I swiveled my hips, grinding on the hardness of his erection through his pants, my arms wrapped around his neck. The feeling of his cock so big and hard against my center was driving me insane. I scooted backward, reaching my hand down to grab his bulge, squeezing him as his thighs flexed.
“You need this?” His hands went to the button on his pants, tugging down his fly. I bit down hard on my lower lip, nodding, feeling my hair falling long and loose around my bare body, brushing my waist and hips.
He worked his pants open, adjusting himself on the seat as he shoved his boxers down, taking his cock in his hand. My core clenched tight with need at the size of it.
I wanted to choke on him, wanted the shame.
“Come here.”
He grabbed my waist, guiding me up so I could take my underwear off, then moved me on top of his lap again. The head of his cock bumped against my slick entrance, skin on skin, everything bare between us.
I tilted my forehead against his, both of us staring down at Micah wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, angling himself towards me. Our heavy breathing tangled together in the air, mixing with his shadowy forest scent, so endless and consuming, dragging me deeper into my lust.
Micah helped me sink down on him, my breath stolen from my lungs and my ribs spasming. I squeezed my eyes shut as I stretched around his length, wincing while I took every inch until I was fully seated. He adjusted his hips, making me bend forward with the sensation.
“Fuckingstranglingmy cock,” he said, his voice hoarse and strained. “So tight, Dakota. So goddamn good.”
I experimented with rocking my hips, pleasure knotting low in my belly as my little movements became more and more unstoppable. He putting such perfect pressure on that spot deep inside of me, making me wetter, needier. I pressed my chest to his, burying my face in his shoulder while he palmed my ass, my spine curving.
The idea that anyone could see me doing this though…It made me nervous.
“I’m scared, Micah,” I whined, grinding on his dick, paranoia making heat prickle on the back of my neck.
“Nobody’s going to see you. I am one hundred percent certain. Do you trust me?” He took my chin between his fingers, holding my face as he stared into my eyes. His pupils were expanded, his lips slightly parted as he waited for my answer.
“Yes.” The word spilled from my mouth before I could stop it. “Yes. I trust you.”
“Good. Now fuck me like you’re mine.”
What if I want to be yours for real?
It was a stupid, stupid thing to want. He made me stupid. Made me believe in things I didn’t want to believe in.
“Make me watch,” he instructed, his eyes roaming over my figure on top of him, lingering on where I was fucking him. The desperate roll of my hips, the quivering of my belly, the sight of him stretching me. “Show me how you look taking my cock.”
I dragged out my movements, my hair sticking to the sweat on my back. I wasn’t sure what kind of show he wanted from me, but I couldn’t really focus on doing anything other than chasing my own pleasure, feeling his clothes against all my naked skin.
“There you go. Do it exactly like that.”
The angle was making my eyes roll, my breaths get harsher.
I sloppily pressed my mouth to Micah’s, one of my hands drifting down to rub my clit.
“Fuck,” I whined. “Fuck.”
Everything was slick and swollen between my legs, and I was addicted to the pleasure of this, my fingers moving faster over my clit. Every touch wound me up tighter and tighter.
I bucked my hips faster, my ass slapping on his thighs, sweat slick all over my skin. I rode him like I’d die if I stopped. I had no idea if he was planning on this being a one-time thing or not, and I couldn’t take any chances. I wanted his dick as deep and hard as I could take it.
Micah cupped my breasts, his thumbs playing over my nipples, massaging me. I tossed my head back, moaning louder. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting up into me, getting impossibly deeper.
