Page 140 of Reckless
Her body bows, and her moans turn to screams as I hit a steady rhythm. My groans mix with the wet sound of our bodies crashing against each other.
I tug her hair. She spreads her legs further.
I push her head into the bed. She chants my name.
I can feel her start to crumble, and slow my assault when she gets too frantic, too close.
“More,” she murmurs as I draw back to admire her splayed out for me, so snug around my cock.
“More?” She’s a glutton for punishment. “I can do more.”
I lift her, slipping out as I walk us over to the floor-to-ceiling windows that face out over the quiet town. Snow swirls like a snow globe outside.
“Hands on the window and don’t move them.” I place them on the glass above her head.
“And if someone down there sees?”
I grip her ass cheeks and spread her before stepping up behind her and gliding back in slowly. “Then I guess they’re going to see how pretty this tight cunt looks stuffed full of my cock.”
“God,” is her hushed reply, right as she grinds her ass back onto me.
Her breath puffs out on the cold window as I ravage her, the fog waxing and waning with each heavy pant spilling from her lips.
I squeeze her throat. I kiss her neck. I bite her back. She takes it all, chanting my name.
Her hips, her back, her legs—every move she makes is designed to get closer to me. To take it deeper. Harder. It’s neverquiteenough.
“More. I need more.”
My chest slides against her back, our perspiration mingling as I lean into her, sliding my hand around her body to play with her clit. “Like this? You going to come on my cock if I do this?”
Her head shakes. She’s delirious. Unhinged. Lost to it all. Alive in a way that must be new to her.
I continue using her pussy while working my fingers over her clit.
“Still more.”
“Filthy fucking girl, begging for more,” I rasp against her ear as my hand moves up her throat. I press my thumb between her lips. “Suck.”
She does instantly, our bodies slowing slightly as she hollows her cheeks out and sucks. “Get it nice and wet, Winter.” Her tongue moves now, saliva swirling.
I pull out from her mouth with a pop. She gasps for breath when I place my hand on her ass and circle the entrance. “You going to bend over and beg me for more again?” I press lightly.
She folds at the hips, stares back at me over her shoulder, and says, “Yes. More.”
I move again, sliding my dick in and out of her pussy while slowly working my thumb into her ass. “Like this, Winter? I wanna hear you say it.”
“Yes. Like that.”
“More?”
“More.” She moans right as I slip all the way in.
“You have no idea how fucking hot you look. How fucking good you feel. Best fuck of my life,” I grind out as I thrust again. She bucks beneath me while I play her body like an expert.
“Theo. Fuck. That feels...”
Her hands slide on the glass, and her legs shake.
