Crazy Love(88)

Strands of her hair pulled taut against his fingers as he tightened his grip tangled in her soft locks. He pulsed heavily inside of her as her inner walls milked his rock-hard erection, contracting faster and faster as she reached her peak. Needy sounds escaped Krista’s mouth along with fevered exclamations.

“Oh God! Yes,” she cried out as her eyes closed and she moved her hands back and gripped his strong thighs, holding onto him with urgency. He continued surging in and out of her as her body clamped tightly around him, staying with her as she rode out her climax to completion.

After the last pulses finally subsided Krista sighed heavily, her arms falling limp against the round wooden table. Slumping over, she laid her cheek against its cold surface. Untangling his fingers from her hair, Chase ran his hand firmly up and down the slope of her slim back, sensually massaging her as he rolled his hips against hers, one hand gripped her waist keeping her securely in place.

Krista’s breathing deepened as Chase’s seductive back rub increased in pressure as he moved his hips in rhythmic strokes.

“Mmm, that feels sooo good,” she said as her eyes fluttered open and she lifted her head to once again meet his lust-filled gaze in the mirror.

Chase wanted to touch her. Everywhere. This position limited his ability to do that.

Not wanting to break their intimate contact, even for a moment, Chase bent his knees and sat on the chair directly behind him, guiding Krista down on his lap with him as he sat. Her body was easily manipulated in its sated state. His fingers wrapped around her small waist and pulled her body snugly against his. The small movement tilted her hips back causing his steel shaft to slide even deeper into her tight, silken heat.

At the increased depth of his erection Krista’s lips parted and her eyes rolled back as she leaned against Chase’s chest. Moving his hands lower, he ran his fingers along her supple thighs. Slowly, his touch grazed up and down her soft skin as he grinded his hips sensually against the softness of her backside, his hard length moving inside her moist sheath. With each small movement he could feel her body stirring back to life.

His eyes were captivated by the mirror’s reflection of Krista’s breasts as they rose and fell. Her breathing becoming more and more labored with each slow pass of his hands over her body. Dipping his fingers into the moist crevice at the apex between her thighs, he touched her gently. Krista’s body jerked against his as his thumb grazed over her sensitized pleasure nub. Biting down on her lower lip her hands flew up and grasped his upper arms. His hard column of flesh swelled at the feel of her distended bud, slick with her own arousal, beneath his fingertips and the sting of her nails digging into his biceps.

Needing to feel more of her Chase watched through the mirror as his hands moved along the smooth creaminess of her inner thighs. His heart pounded harder, faster in his chest as he spread her legs apart and settled them on the outside of his own. The chair, they were erotically positioned on, was far enough back from the table that he could see, in the mirror, the place where their bodies intimately joined.

Trailing his fingers back up her silky skin, one hand moved to Krista’s dewy lush center, while the other ran up her body and he cupped her brazenly exposed breast in his palm. His fingers wrapped around her taut pink nipple. Pinching. Massaging. Caressing.

He felt a rush of warmth cover his groin as his fingers teased both the tips of her breasts and the hood of her sex. Krista’s body began shaking as his own was straining with pent up release.

“Open your eyes,” his husky command filled the room.

She did as he asked. The moment she saw their titillating reflection Krista sucked in an audible breath and her inner walls clamped down tightly around his manhood. A flush rose up her chest as she watched Chase touch her between her legs, watched his fingers roll her pebble-hard nipples as his palm enveloped the luscious weight of her breast.

Krista’s hips began moving faster, pressing her most sensitive spot harder against the pad of his thumb. He continued circling it, then brushing over it as her breathy moans increased in volume.

Chase felt her legs begin to tremble against his as her feminine walls began fluttering around his hard rod. He held his own release at bay for just a moment so he could watch as Krista fell apart in his arms. Until finally, he felt his body convulse with the sheer force of his climax. He heard a harsh groan of male satisfaction rip from him as he rode out the wild, pulsating waves of sheer ecstasy.

As he drifted back to consciousness he could hear a ringing sound that he sometimes heard after the band had played huge concert arenas; Krista had literally rocked his world. Her head was resting back against his shoulder. Running his fingers through her hair, damp with perspiration, he kissed her temple softly whispering, “Damn, I love you.”