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We’d done this before, I could see that now. In a bedroom within a building with a similar décor to the plaza, out on a hilltop, under a full moon. I’d cried out my pleasure as I ground my cunt on his face, felt his nose rubbing against my clit over and over. It was with the weight of all those past orgasms that I came right now. It took me by surprise, my eyes flicking open, staring at the ceiling blindly as pleasure rippled through me, but Shaun didn’t let up. One wasn’t going to be enough. He was insatiable, sucking and licking faster and faster, even as I was coming apart, prolonging the waves until they rose again.
Oh yes, this one is talented, she said inside my head, pressing our hips down, the increase in tension setting me alight. Harder, harsher pleasure radiated out as he frantically tried to keep up.
I felt like I was hovering outside my body as we kept pressing down, Shaun responding in kind, until it all got too much. His grip tightened to the point of pain, his body thrashing, unconsciously trying to extricate himself, even as he kept on licking. I watched myself, her, ride his face, smother him, smiling in the pursuit of her pleasure. My heart thudded way too hard, getting faster and faster, then slower.
Not my heart. His, I thought.
Which sent me slamming back into my body so I could roll off him.
I scrambled over, saw his eyes go wide and blinking as he sucked in air, his chest pumping like bellows.
“Jesus, Shaun, love…” Oh wow, that word packed a punch, but seriously, focusing now. “Are you OK?”
But he smiled, didn’t he, rolling towards me and snuggling in, pressing that long hard length, that was somehow even harder, into my side. I moved onto my back, parting my thighs, when he came surging between them. All questions were abandoned when he felt down between us, fitting that big broad crown against my cunt, watching my face with complete focus as he sank deeper.
“I love that,” he rasped. “I love the way you look, the way you surrender when I push myself inside you.” He pulled back slightly, only to drive deeper, a small grunt escaping my lips. “I love the feel of you. Your cunt sucks at my cock like it’s begging for more.” I made some small, inarticulate noises to that effect, my fingers digging into his hips. “I love the taste of you on my lips. I love how fucking wet you get for me. For me, Bec. And I fucking love fucking you.”
His hands grabbed my wrists, forcing me to stay still as he began to move in earnest, his thrusts getting longer, harder. I bucked up as hard as I could within the restricted range of movement, meeting him stroke for stroke.
“I love the way you respond,” he said through almost gritted teeth. “I love the sounds you make, your scent.”
His mouth went to my neck, raining kisses down on the skin there before his teeth matched the bite he’d left. I went wild at that, squirming under him until he relented, pulling back with a wild smile. That faded as our bodies began to move faster, his eyes spearing into me just as deeply as his cock.
“I need all of you, Bec, if only for tonight. I need those pretty little lips wrapped around my cock, you sucking down my cum when I erupt. I need to turn you around and tease your arse, get it ready for me…”
Mm… she purred. What an intriguing idea. Say yes, quick, before he changes his mind.
“Yes,” I hissed.
“Yeah?” He looked almost boyish then. “You’d give me that?”
“Everything,” I gasped out. “Everything.”
And with that, his elbows dug into the bed as he covered my body with his, the movements slower, shallower now, as if he couldn’t bear to pull back for long, and I felt the same. I stared into his eyes, he into mine, as he broke me open in more ways than one. I pulled my hands free and then sank them into the rich fall of his hair, and then it happened.
Coming was almost a side effect of this—a feeling of oneness that swelled brighter and purer than before. He’d marked me, claimed me, and now there was no more hiding. Not what I was, not my heart, not his. Our fears, vulnerabilities, future, it was all there, laid out clean and clear for the other to inspect, for the other to hold close. His mouth fell down on mine as we erupted, and he sucked down every gasp, every cry, taking it inside him as I felt his cum jetting into me.
Yes, she said definitely. I can work with this just fine.
Chapter 23
I should’ve wondered at that, right? I tried to excuse myself later with the fact I’d grown up with the idea of strange voices inside my head being normalised, because Shaun was doing his freaking damndest to pull every possible pleasure from my body.
As he was right now.
“Open for me.”
His command vibrated all the way through me, and I felt like it affected me on a cellular level, my body helpless to do anything but agree.
“That’s it,” he coaxed, pushing two fingers into my arse, his free hand rubbing the small of my back.
I was on my hands and knees, open to him in ways I hadn’t ever been before. Like, I’d taken a dick up my arse before, but not like this, not from someone that loved me. That was obvious, apparent, in the careful way he made sure I was as ready for him as he was for me.
She’d been right, whoever she was. Shaun couldn’t seem to go soft, holding me close, his cock still throbbing inside me, until we’d caught our breaths. Long, slow strokes along my skin had settled me initially, then sensitised me, having me shift against him, writhing on that still rigid cock until he’d just laughed, pulling free to grab lube. He’d rearranged me into my current position, running his hands all over me, telling me how good, how beautiful, how hot I was in a low steady stream, until I’d felt the touch of lubed fingers.
Initially, he just traced the flexing muscle, drawing my attention to it, instantly making my cunt and my clit ache, something I must have mumbled.
“Greedy girl,” he chided in a tone that was anything but. I could hear his smile rather than see it as he rustled around in the similarly well-stocked bedside drawers. I gasped as I felt something blunt, slick, and cool slide into my cunt, a finger pushing inside my arse at the same time. Then it was a dizzying array of sensations, each competing and egging the other on to hitherto undiscovered heights.
