Page 140 of Wisteria and Cloves
Miles began to move then, slow and deliberate, each thrust sending waves of sensation through me. The firelight flickered across our joined bodies, casting us in warm amber as the sounds of the forest surrounded us.
"You feel incredible," Miles murmured against my ear, his rhythm gradually increasing as my body welcomed him deeper."So perfect.”The last part came out as a growl as he shifted me, bringing my legs up to rest on his shoulders, changing the angle until a gasp tore from my throat.
"Right there?" he asked, a knowing smile curving his lips as he hit that spot again.
"Yes," I moaned, my hands clutching at his shoulders as pleasure built inside me once more. "Miles, pleasemore."
“More? Do you want harder…faster?” Miles growled, as he gave a hard and sharp thrust into me. The sharp thrust sent electricity through my entire body, making me cry out his name into the night. My nails dragged down his back as I struggled to ground myself against the overwhelming sensation.
"Yes," I gasped, my voice barely recognizable. "Just like that."
Miles's control shattered completely at my response. His movements became more urgent, more primal, as if the wildness of our surroundings had awakened something raw within him. The firelight danced across his skin, highlighting the strain in his muscles as he moved above me with increasing intensity.
"Look at me," he commanded softly, his voice rough with desire as he gave another sharp thrust, letting me feel the knot that was starting to grow with each movement into me.
I obeyed, my eyes finding his in the flickering firelight. The connection between us intensified everything—each sensation, each emotion magnified as we moved together under the canopy of stars. His eyes were almost black with desire, yet still held that unmistakable tenderness that was uniquely Miles.
"Beautiful," he murmured, never breaking our gaze as his movements grew more deliberate."My Lili."
The possessive endearment sent a shiver through me. My body tightened around him as pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak. Miles must have felt it, his rhythm faltering slightly as he fought for control.
"Let go," he urged, his voice strained. "Come for me again."
His words were all it took. I shattered around him, crying out his name as waves of ecstasy washed through me. Miles gave a low growl as he kept thrusting into me, “Such a good girl.” I could feel his knot but from how he was still thrusting into me, I knew he wasn’t even close to being done.
His rhythm grew more relentless, each thrust sending new waves of pleasure coursing through me. The knot at the base of his shaft swelled further, catching against my entrance with each movement, creating a delicious friction that had me climbing toward another peak. I hadn't known it could be like this—so primal, so consuming, yet so tender at the same time.
"Miles," I gasped, clinging to him as my body trembled with aftershocks and building tension. "I can't—it's too much—"
"You can," he murmured against my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “You are doing amazingly. I want you to fall apart two more times for me. Can you do that for me?”
I moaned again at another hard thrust, not able to answer him. His hands slid beneath me, lifting my hips to change the angle. The new position had him hitting that perfect spot with each thrust, “Answer me pretty girl.”
"Yes," I managed to gasp out, my voice breaking as he thrust into me again. "Yes, I can do that for you."
Miles's smile was fierce and tender all at once. "That's my good girl," he praised, his voice rough with desire. His pace increased, each movement deliberate and calculated to drive me higher. The knot continued to swell, creating an exquisite pressure that had me writhing beneath him.
The firelight cast dancing shadows across his face as he watched me, his green eyes dark with possession and love. I could feel myself climbing again, my body responding to his with an eagerness that would have embarrassed me once but, now felt like the most natural thing in the world.
"Come apart for me, Lili," Miles commanded softly, his thumb finding that sensitive bundle of nerves between us. The added stimulation was my undoing. I cried out, my body arching off the blanket as pleasure crashed through me like a tidal wave. My vision blurred at the edges, stars dancing behind my closed eyelids as I trembled beneath him.
"Perfect," Miles breathed, his movements becoming more erratic as he watched me fall apart. "One more, sweetheart. I need you to give me one more."
I whimpered, not sure I could survive another climax of that intensity, but my body was already responding to his continued thrusts. The knot was fully swollen now, catching and releasing with each movement, creating a rhythm that had me gasping for air.
Miles shifted again, as he repositioned me. He pulled me up so I was straddling his lap, my back against his chest as he moved beneath me. This new position had him even deeper, his arms wrapped around me as one hand splayed across my stomach while the other found my breast.
"Feel that?" he murmured against my ear, guiding my hand to where we were joined. "Feel how perfectly we fit together."
I gasped as my fingers encountered the place where his knot stretched me, the sensation sending new waves of pleasure through my already oversensitive body. The intimacy of feeling our connection this way was overwhelming, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes from the intensity.
"Miles," I breathed, my head falling back against his shoulder as he continued to move beneath me, his rhythm steady and relentless. His lips found my neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin where my pulse raced.
"One more," he urged, his voice rough against my ear. “You can give me one more my Lili" His hand moved from my stomach to between my thighs, circling that bundle of nerveswith practiced precision as his thrusts became more urgent. The dual sensations—his fingers working magic between my legs while his shaft filled me completely—pushed me toward that final peak. My body tensed, hovering on the precipice as pleasure built to an almost unbearable level.
"That's it," Miles encouraged, his voice strained with his own approaching release. "Let go for me one last time."
When the climax hit, it was like nothing I'd experienced before—a supernova of sensation that radiated from my core to the very tips of my fingers and toes. I cried out Miles's name into the night, my body convulsing around him as waves of ecstasy washed through me.
