Page 436 of One More Kiss

Fuck, it’s so hot. I’ve written several sex scenes over the years, yet I’ve never actually watched with intention.

“See how our bodies stay in sync?” His eyes lower. “Like they were made to fuck each other.”

“Wow…real Shakespeare shit right there,” I tease, getting antsy because I need to come again. Just when I feel the orgasm building, he slows his pace.

“I’m a man of many qualities.” He grins.

“I have no doubt.”

“You need to come,” he says—not a question.

I nod, eagerly.

“Show me how you rub your clit,” he orders.

“Watching me once wasn’t enough for you?” I fire back.

“I could watch you every day and never get bored. Rub your clit until you come. I want to watch you while I fuck you.”

My cheeks redden at the memory of him seeing me. I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I can’t help it, especially since his abs were the reason I came as hard as I did that night.

Obeying him, I slide my hand between us and circle my clit. His grip around my neck relaxes as the pressure builds.

“Jesus Christ. You squeeze my dick so fucking hard when you get close.”

“I know.” I smile. I have way more experience getting myself off than I care to admit. Trust issues, failed dating attempts, and lack of social skills is to blame.

“Open your eyes. Watch our bodies as you come.”

“I don’t think I can,” I say, breathlessly. My fingers circle my clit faster and harder, and soon it’s all too much to bare.

“Vada!” he growls, grabbing my attention. My eyes shoot open, and as soon as I see his intent stare, my body unravels.

He slows his pace as I ride out the wave, my hand falling slack against the mattress. My chest rises and falls as I feel him slide all the way out.

“I won’t be surprised if I’m missing a layer of skin tomorrow,” Ethan teases. “Your pussy’s so fucking hungry.”

Yeah, it’s been a while. Tell me something I don’t know.I roll my eyes at myself, not saying the words aloud.

“I’m not done with you yet.” His words vibrate against the shell of my ear, and soon I’m being lifted into the air and flipped onto my stomach. “Ass up.”

“My entire body is jelly,” I try to explain, but when he slides his hand up my spine, I push my ass out for him.

“I warned you,” he growls. “There’s no way I’m fucking you without getting an ass view.”

“You warned me?” I question, putting my body into position so I can rest my head on the mattress while my ass is in the air, patiently waiting.

“I knew you were tense as hell, and the only way you’d relax was to fuck you so good, you’d be feeling me days later,” he reminds me, repeating what he told me almost word for word.

“Right,” I murmur to myself, but by the way he positions his cock against my pussy, I know he heard me.

“I think it’s safe to say you’re pretty relaxed now, but just in case, I plan to fuck you until we’re both raw and bruised.”

Raw and bruised?What does this man have planned for me? I wondered but didn’t have time to dwell on it before his length was deep inside me.

My fingers dig into the sheets as he palms my ass cheeks and spreads them apart. He squeezes my hips and pushes me harder and faster into him as he speeds up his own pace.

“Fuck…fuck…” I moan, closing my eyes tightly as I take every brutal thrust. One of his hands release me, but within seconds, I feel it smack against my ass cheek. “Ah!” I yelp, jerking forward.

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