Page 73 of Broken Worth


Font Size:  

Montrell’s head lifted, concern in his eyes as his hand bracing her back shifted up to the back of her head. “You okay?”

“Don’t stop!” She dragged his face to her breasts, where she was rewarded with another of those tongue-curling tugs into his mouth. Her legs tightened as she shifted along his length, trying to ease the building pressure.

He kept up his ministration for long minutes, keeping her at the height of sensation. He’d pressed her into the tile so she wouldn’t be able to jerk back into it anymore. His head lifted, and his pupils had widened to make his brown eyes look darker again.

“Water is the opposite of lubricant.” He swallowed. “I probably can’t make you come in here. Let’s dry off and—”

“No,” she interrupted him. “I don’t want this to end.”

“Bea…” But he had no other words as he surged against her, his arms trying to pull her even tighter.

“Wanting to sink inside me?” She’d never heard her own voice sound so husky. Montrell’s body shook as he urged her legs down from his waist. As soon as she was standing on her own, he backed into the spray.

“I can’t,” he said. “You’d be too dry.”

She lifted an eyebrow. “I didn’t ask if you were going to.” Her hands skimmed up her own body, and her breasts felt extra heavy as she brushed over them. She panted through it, leaning harder into the wall. “But you want to, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes.” His hand reached for the shower controls. “Just let me cool off.”

“Don’t you dare,” she said, and he froze, looking at her through the spray.

Her hands moved over her nipples, palms grinding against them as she panted. “I’m loving how I feel. My whole body tingles and aches.” She panted as she did it again.

He straightened, his eyes watching her next pass. “Yes, Christ, touch yourself, Bea. That’s so fucking hot.”

“Not just me,” she said, her eyes dropping to his straining erection. “Jerk yourself off again. I have a better view now.”

“Naughty girl,” Montrell groaned, but his hand had already squeezed his cock.

She hummed in her throat, feeling naughty as her hands shifted so her fingers could touch her hardened nipples.

His hands were big, and his erection looked even larger within his grasp. Montrell wasn’t jerking and pulling like a madman this time. His strokes were slow, as if he wanted to draw it out too.

“Don’t just touch yourself. Be a good girl and pinch,” he told her.

The pinch sent another intense ache throbbing below. She tugged on her nipples harder.

“That’s it. Fuck, so hot.” His hand sped up to match hers. His eyes started to close as he jerked himself harder.

“Don’t come yet,” she said with another moan as everything within her seemed to tighten.

He slowed, his eyelids lifting so that he could stare at her.

Each tug on her nipples reminded her of his mouth. “I want you closer. So you’ll come on me.”

He froze as his body stiffened. Then he was surging forward, one arm bracing on the tiles beside her as his hand began jerking his cock. “Look what you did.” He groaned, his head falling back, the muscles in his neck tightening. “I can’t hold it back.”

She had no words for how powerful he looked. Instead, her mouth moved to his neck, and she sucked hard.

He moaned and shuddered against her, his cum warm between them.

Her fingers continued to pull her nipple as her thighs squeezed together. She felt like one strung-out nerve.

He panted as his head fell forward, nudging one of her hands away from her breast. Then his mouth was on her, biting down hard enough to send an even hotter jolt through her before he sucked.

She cried out as her body convulsed and her legs turned to rubber.

Montrell growled against her as he caught her in his arms, sucking her through the wave of pleasure.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com