Page 79 of Choosing Stella

“Fuck.”

Geo stayed still long enough for me to feel every inch of him.

Then I wrapped my legs around his hips.

“Move.”

He moved slowly at first.

There was no hunt in it, no fighting his hold, no finish line waiting at the end of the hallway.

Geo kissed me while he fucked me, one hand sliding beneath my back and the other braced near my shoulder.

I pulled him closer.

His chest pressed against mine.

The pace built gradually.

I rocked my hips up to meet him.

“Harder.”

Geo drew back enough to look at me.

“You want harder?”

“Yes.”

He gave it to me.

The bed shifted beneath us.

My nails dragged lightly over his shoulders.

Geo lowered his mouth to mine again, and I caught his bottom lip between my teeth.

His hips drove deeper.

I moaned into his mouth.

“There.”

He did it again.

“Again.”

His hand moved down my side and between us.

Two fingers found my clit.

I gasped.

“I want you to come around me.”

I pressed my forehead to his.

“Then make me.”