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Her hands grabbed my head, pulling me until my lips were sealing over hers.
I was holding my body up off of her, not wanting her to feel the way my cock had decided it was rested enough, and was straining once again.
But her legs went around my hips as her arms closed around my back, pulling me down until my weight was pressing her into the mattress.
I had no time to try to shift away.
My thick cock pressed against her pussy.
And her whole body jolted.
I was trying to pull away when I saw her eyes open.
Her lips parted.
Her eyes still full of desire.
“We can stop,” I said.
“I don’t want to,” she said, pulling me down once again, her lips desperate on mine.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Vienna
He’d worshipped every inch of me.
With his lips, tongue, teeth.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever had someone know every bit of me like that. And there’d certainly never been anyone to find all those new little spots that made need riot through my body.
The crease of my thighs.
The insides of my knees.
The arch of my feet.
My toes.
My whole body felt like one giant erogenous zone, every nerve ending pulsing with desire.
I couldn’t think of anything but feeling him against me, his hard lines to my soft ones, the brush of his chest hair on my responsive nipples.
And, yes, the press of his hardness against my cleft, the sensation like a live wire sparking through my system.
He had to feel how drenched I was, how needy. But still, still, he offered an out, was letting me guide this.
Which was why I was able to pull him down to me, then wrap my legs tightly around his lower back, so I could rock my hips, make his cock glide against me, the head teasing over my swollen clit with each rock.
Riff was groaning against my lips, his kiss getting hungrier, needier, as my hands slid over his back, exploring him a bit like he’d explored me, wanting to know every inch of him.
My legs fell away, feet pressing into the bed to give me more purchase against the mattress, grinding up into him as my hands slid lower, digging into his ass, and pressing him harder against me.
“Fuck,” Riff hissed, lifting up to look down at me, his eyes so hooded they were almost closed as he gazed at me, the pure longing doing something to my belly, making it flip-flop even as my heart swelled.
“Reid, please,” I begged, rocking harder against him.
I needed the feel of him like I needed my next breath. It was something necessary. Unavoidable.
