Her lithe body trembled above him, a contrast to his broad, muscular frame.He gripped her hips, fighting the urge to thrust wildly.
“Damn,” he grated out.“You feel incredible.”
She smirked.“I bet you say that to all the wolves.”
Malcolm chuckled, the sound rumbling in his chest.He pushed upward, savoring her gasp as he filled her completely.“Only the ones who can keep up.”
Larissa dug her nails into his shoulders as she moved.Malcolm matched her rhythm, their bodies colliding with increasing force.The sofa creaked beneath them, a counterpoint to their ragged breathing.
With each thrust, Malcolm marveled at how perfectly they fit together.He’d always appreciated Larissa’s intellect.But this… This was primal, visceral.
“Is that all you’ve got?”Larissa asked, her voice strained despite her bravado.
Malcolm grinned, accepting the challenge.He planted his feet and snapped his hips upward, eliciting a cry of pleasure from Larissa.
“You were saying?”he teased, increasing his pace.
Larissa’s only response was to ride him harder, her lithe body undulating above him.Malcolm’s thoughts scattered, overwhelmed by sensation.He’d imagined this moment countless times, but reality far surpassed fantasy.
As their movements grew more frenzied, Malcolm struggled to maintain control.He wanted to relish every instant, memorize every sound and sensation.But then Larissa tightened around him, her wet heat holding him, caressing him.
“I can’t—” he moaned.
She silenced him with a searing kiss, her tongue tangling with his.When she pulled back, her eyes blazed with desire.
“Then don’t,” she whispered.
Malcolm’s world narrowed to the exquisite sensations of Larissa’s body joined with his.Again and again, his cock plunged deep into her, each thrust sending shock waves of pleasure through him.The air grew thick with the heady scent of their passion, a primal musk that made his head spin.
He gripped her hips tighter.“You feel amazing.”
“So do you,” she gasped.“I never thought…never imagined…”
She arched her back, a low moan escaping her lips.
Malcolm smirked, even as he fought for control.“What, that I could keep up with you?”
“Oh, I knew you could keep up,” she panted.“I just didn’t expect you to exceed expectations.”
Her words spurred him on.He redoubled his efforts, angling his thrusts to hit just the right spot.Larissa’s breath hitched, her body trembling.
As they raced toward climax, Larissa’s inner muscles began to flutter around him.The sensation was indescribable, her body clutching at him, drawing out every ounce of pleasure.
She whimpered, her usual composure crumbling.“I’m close…so close…”
He reached between them, his thumb finding her most sensitive spot.“Then let go,” he urged.“I’ve got you.”
Malcolm’s entire body thrummed with building tension, a deep ache of impending release coiling tightly at his core.He gritted his teeth, fighting against the overwhelming sensations as Larissa rode him with increasing urgency.
“Fuck,” he hissed, his hands tightening on her hips.“I can’t… I’m gonna…”
She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear.“Not yet,” she commanded, her voice husky but firm.“Hold on just a little longer.”
Malcolm nearly laughed.Even now, in the throes of passion, she was strategizing, pushing him to his limits.It was maddening and arousing all at once.
“Easy for you to say,” he panted, meeting her thrust for thrust.“You’re not the one about to explode.”
Larissa’s answering chuckle was breathless.“Oh, I’m closer than you think.”
