Page 55 of Pleasure Island
The ability to speak was rapidly leaving me though, and when he decided to trace the entrance to my body with one rough fingertip, I thought I’d die a little.
He took his time, clearly determined to learn everything he could, and when he did something he knew I liked, he would do it over and over until I was moaning and shuddering underneath him.
But he didn’t quite bring me to the edge.
Breathless and needy, I gripped his head and pulled him closer. “More, Liam,” I said, my voice ragged and breathless. Was that really me? I groaned as he fucked his tongue into me, one hand sliding under my ass to lift me higher.
I began to move against him, wiggling and rocking, thrusting up to meet his mouth as he ate at me.
He must have realized I was close to coming because his intensity increased, all but dancing in the air around him as he pumped his fingers into my cunt, moving quicker and quicker.
I broke under him with a ragged cry, knocked completely and totally breathless.
Liam levered himself up and stared down at me, eyes hungry.
I barely had time to catch my breath before he had climbed up my body and was kissing me, his tongue spearing into my mouth, bringing the taste of my own desire with him.
He dropped his weight onto me, and I shivered at the feel of his cock pressed against the pad of my belly. Then he was stroking me between my thighs. “I want to be inside you,” he said, the words stark.
I nodded wordlessly and pointed to the condom on the nightstand.
This time, I let him put it on, struggling to catch my breath, although the sight of his fingers and hand sliding over his cock as he put the rubber on made it difficult to calm anything.
He braced his weight on his elbows next to my head as he covered me, his eyes boring into mine.
I arched up, reaching between us to tuck the head of his cock against me. “Come inside me, Liam,” I urged. “That’s what you want.”
He eased in. I was wet and ready for him, taking him easily.
He moved inside me slowly, retreating until he almost left me entirely before thrusting back with hard, slow surges.
I lifted up to meet him, gripping his biceps and holding his hungry gaze with my own.
The pang in my belly almost caught me off guard. He’d just delivered a rather delightful orgasm and here was another, rising up with a demand that he finish me, that he make me come again, andharder.
Harder…
I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Harder, Liam. Fuck me harder.”
He went rigid, his eyes widening slightly.
“I wantmore,” I demanded, my nails digging into his skin.
His cock jerked as he stared at me. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I smiled, taking his face between my hands. “You won’t. I promise. I’ll love it.”
He gave me another long, hard look before pulling almost all the way out. I reached for him, afraid I’d scared him away when he braced his weight on his hands and lunged. The ferocity of the thrust almost stole my breath away.
Unable to do anything but whimper in appreciation, I tightened around him.
He rode me hard that time, and I felt his cock jerk inside me. “You don’t come until I do,” I said, pulling his mouth to mine.
He bit my lower lip.
The shivers raging inside me tightened, curled…
Another hard thrust. Another.
I clenched around him and came.
Liam’s eyes widened, then he roared out my name as he followed, shattering us both.
