Bad Behavior(124)

I bit harder, and she gasped, "Wash."

I loved it when she said my name with that breathy sex voice. She had no idea what she did to me. Her confidence, her smarts, her sense of humor, her amazing body. She was too much. Even so, I had to have her.

I kissed back up to her plump lips and pressed my mouth into hers. I could have kissed her for hours, just running my hands along her body and making her moan into me. My cock was not on board with that plan. I rocked my hips against her and moved my head against her, our wetness mixing as she cried into my mouth.

Pulling her hands from my hair, I pinned her to the bed. I wanted her vulnerable, open to me. She didn't struggle, not yet. I pushed inside her the slightest bit, her body constricting around me.

"Fuck, Caroline." I broke our kiss and rested my forehead against hers so the brown of her eyes was my whole world.

I slid farther inside and waited for her to adjust. She was so tight, so hot against my skin, that I had to ease in-not just for her. If I plunged in, I wouldn't last long enough to please her like she deserved. I would have her writhing on my cock before I even thought about coming.

My hips edged forward until I was as deep in her as I could go.

"Okay?" I asked.

"Yes, more."

"More?" She had no idea what she was asking.

"Yes," she breathed.

I drew back and pushed into her again, harder and faster than before. And then I was gone, given up to her eyes, her body. I pounded into her, keeping her hands pinned above her head. Her pussy was almost unbearable, so fucking amazing on my cock as I fucked her harder than I should have. Her cries grew louder, and I sank my teeth into her shoulder before pushing up so I could see her perfect tits bounce with each rough thrust.

I let my gaze stray even lower and sat back, releasing her hands. Watching each inch of me disappearing into her sweet pink made my balls draw up close. I gripped her hips and pulled her up to me, slamming into her, my balls slapping into her ass as she gripped the duvet.

I licked my thumb and placed it directly on her clit. She whimpered. When I began swirling around the nub, she arched her back and met my gaze again. I needed her closer. I reached under her with my arm and pulled her up to me, bouncing her on my cock as I leaned her away from me and kept stroking her clit.

She gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as I hammered her tender flesh. When her cries grew louder, I knew she was close. I kept moving my thumb against her until she started to hold her breath, her hips becoming jerky.

"I'm going to come, Wash." Her voice was desperate. Not as much as it would be.

I pulled my thumb away, and her eyes snapped to me. "Wash!"

"Not yet." It was a fucking sin not letting her come, but I wanted more. I needed more.

I pushed her back and flipped her over before yanking her back onto my cock. She let out a strangled scream as I shoved inside her from behind. I slapped her ass, and she tried to move away. Not a chance. I reached up and gripped her hair, pulling her back onto me as I started another vicious rhythm.

She arched her back in response and started to rock against me, increasing our friction. Her body was perfect beneath me, right where it belonged.

"That's it, Caroline." It was more of a growl than words, but it got the point across. She pushed back with more force, meeting me thrust for thrust.

The view of her smooth back, her hair in my fist, my cock disappearing inside her-this was what wet dreams were made of. When I reached around and reclaimed her wet clit, she moaned low in her throat. My cock jerked, ready to release at the sound.




       
         
       
        
I rubbed her steadily with my index finger, working her nub as I fucked her. Her pussy began to clamp around me even tighter and her hips seized.

"Wash, please." Her begging would send me over the edge.

I couldn't deny her, not any longer. "Come, Caroline. Come for me."

"Oh, God." She slammed back into me once more and froze.

She came on a high-pitched cry and began repeating my name. Fucking hell. No man could withstand that. I pushed inside her as far as I could go as my load crept to my head. When her voice broke on my name and her pussy squeezed me even tighter, I exploded, my come whipping out of me as I groaned and gripped her hip hard. I loosened my hold on her hair, and she buried her face in the pillow as the last of my release left me.

She collapsed beneath me, and I followed her down, no doubt crushing her as I kissed all over her shoulders. I pulled out and rolled off so she could catch her breath.

We took in gulps of air, and she turned her head to the side, her brown eyes peeking between the tangled hay-colored strands. I ran my fingers from her temple to her jaw and pushed the hair from her face. She was stunning-pink cheeks, half-lidded eyes, and bruised lips. My cock twitched, wanting more.