Page 85 of Reckless Love
I tap her entrance and she sucks in a breath.
“You’re teasing me,” she says.
“I’m enjoying you,” I clarify. “Do you need it fast?”
“I do.”
I sink into her and her head falls back.
“Yes,” she cries.
I move in and out of her, starting out slowly at first, and then gradually building. Her neck flushes, her tits bouncing. She lifts off of the island and balances with her hands, giving me a better angle. My balls slap against her and I watch where I enter her, pressing my thumb on her clit. She sits down on the island and leans back, lifting her legs on my shoulders as I hover over her. She cries out when I go even deeper.
“I’m not gonna last.” A groan rumbles in my chest. “I need you to come again.”
“So close,” she pants.
I piston into her, the sounds the most obscene this kitchen has ever heard, and keep a steady rhythm with my thumb, rubbing circles over her. I see it on her face before I feel the grip from the inside on my cock, and she flies like a rocket.
“Fuck,“ rasps out of me and I draw her chest to mine, kissing her as I pulse into her.
We kiss for a long time and when I gently pull out of her, she gasps in my mouth.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yeah. I just miss you already.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I promise.
She smiles.
I take care of the condom and carry her to the bedroom. She points to the bathroom, so I walk in there and place her carefully on her feet, still feeling a bit drunk off that orgasm. She’s completely naked and I’m naked from the waist down. I tug my shirt over my head and she grins at me in the mirror.
“That’s more like it,” she says.
She walks to the little room that has the toilet and shuts the door.
“Would you like a shower?” I ask.
“Only if you get in it with me.”
“I will never turn that down.”
I hear the toilet flush.
She’s smiling when she opens the door and moves to the sink to wash her hands. I start the shower and stare at her in the mirror.
“Elle Benton is naked in my bathroom.”
She cups her hand around her mouth, whispering, “So is Rhodes Archer.”
I grin and watch her step into the shower before I take my turn in the bathroom. She’s humming while I wash my hands, and she looks at me over her shoulder when I step inside. She’s been more relaxed today than I expected, and I can’t even express how relieved that makes me.
She leans her head back into the water and grabs the shampoo, and I take it from there, getting her hair sudsy and rubbing her scalp until she’s practically purring. Eventually I rinse her hair until it’s black silk against her creamy skin. Her eyes are dazed when she opens them and I lean in and kiss her.
Each time we kiss it’s like a shock to the system, a new awakening. I can’t get enough.
She takes my body wash and meticulously washes my body. I’m jealous that I didn’t get to hers first, but her hands on me feel too good to complain. When she lathers up my dick, I’m already hard and she stares at me, swallowing before meeting my eyes.