Page 105 of Unbearable
One of his hands slips behind my head, fisting my hair in his hand. My release is there before I can stop it. He’s slamming relentlessly into me, his pubic bone at the right angle, the right touch. The righteverything.
Riding out my high, bliss pulsing through my veins like a volcano flowing hot lava, I roll my hips into his movements, letting him take me higher and higher until I think there’s no coming back from it.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.” He yanks on my hair, jerking my neck back. Awkwardly, I twist my head against his grasp to find his eyes.
I wanted so badly to witness the fall, the way he shudders. I need to see it.
His long legs tense, spreading my thighs a little more, his stomach muscles flexing as he pulses into me, steady, panting breaths capturing my own broken ones when our mouths meet. A grunt forces its way from his lips, and then a moan, his mouth moving to my shoulder where he bites down, crying out over his release.
Tyler groans again, his body shaking so badly he can’t hold himself up.
When he lets go, I feel every single pulse of him inside of me, the way his dick swells and releases, all of it.
“What’s the grin for?” he asks, a smile tugging at his lips when he rolls off me.
My eyes focus on the brightness in his, propping myself up on my forearms. “Your D loves my V.”
“Fuck yeah he does.” He chuckles softly, head dipping forward to capture my lips.
