Page 56 of Hope and Country

Sweat beaded on her chest. I traced it with the tip of my finger, then lowered my hands until they clamped the curves of her waist. I held her still while I pounded into her from underneath. Our breaths blurred together. Our cries too.

Devon straightened herself and clutched the headboard behind me, making it easier for me to lick and bite her hard nipples.

My hands couldn’t get enough of her, touching her everywhere, caressing every curve of her body. My fingers trailed down the length of her back, relishing the goosebumps blooming in their wake.

My hands grabbed her ass cheeks, changing the angle, and I slid deeper inside her while she undulated her body over my ironed manhood.

I slipped out of her, Devon’s juices coating my rubber-covered dick, and moved down on the bed until I was flush with her pussy. I entered two fingers inside her and brought her toward her release at a fast pace, the tip of my tongue circling her throbbing clit.

Another yelp left her mouth.

With one hand, I stroked myself as I played her with my fingers and tongue.

Devon’s entire body steeled, and her walls tightened around my digits as the first orgasm hit her, and she sailed the waves of pleasure rippling through her, sending a pink flush to her cheeks.

I shut my eyes and stroked my dick faster, chasing my own release, but not quite ready for this moment to end.

Devon moved along my chest, her pussy leaving a wet trail behind as she turned and lowered herself. She rode me again, this time giving me a perfect view of her firm ass. Her blonde hair swept her back with each movement of our connected bodies.

I could come at any moment, the tingling down my spine impossible to ignore. But I craved more.

“Turn around and lie on your back, I want to watch you come. I want to suck the air out of your lungs when you scream my name. I want to lose myself in your eyes.”

Flustered and breathless, Devon switched position, and I kneeled between her spread legs, admiring the pink flesh of her pussy.

“Every part of you is beautiful.”

The flush on her cheeks darkened.

How could it be so damn hot?

With my fingers intertwined through hers, I brought our joined hands over her head and kissed her with fierceness and hunger until we both had to lean back to catch oxygen. Then I rammed into her, drunk on the sound of her whimpers.

Devon came first, her fingers squeezing mine as she whispered my name a few times.

Two thrusts later, I came with such force I thought my cock had drilled a hole through the latex of the condom. My body shook, and a loud groan fell from my throat as I surfed the afterquakes of my climax.

With my arms around the woman who’d just shattered my world in the best possible way, I flipped to my back, bringing her with me until she lay over me, our chests moving together like a rehearsed dance.

“If sex with you is this good, I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready for you to move out. I want a do-over every hour of every day.”

My lips found hers, and our tongues did the talking, neither of us ready to assess the weight of the words I just threw out there.

Devon’s grip on me tightened, and she deepened the kiss, stealing my ability to breathe on my own or to form coherent thoughts.

After my breathing returned to normal, I jumped to my feet and scooped Devon over my shoulder, her laughter giving my heart wings to fly around in my chest.

“Where are you taking me?” she asked.

I kissed the ass cheek an inch from my face.

“My cave, lady. Where I can have my way with you under the waterfall.”

“Oh,” she squeaked. “Even your description of a shower is kinda sexy.” From her perched-over-my-shoulder position, she kissed a spot on my back. “I can’t wait to visit your cave, caveman,” she giggled.

“Now I feel like thumping my chest like that jungle guy and swinging from one vine to another, screaming your name so all the other Neanderthals stay far away from what’s mine.”

I lowered Devon to her feet in slow-motion, her bare front sliding against mine, relishing the feel of our skin rubbing together.