Chapter 152
Chapter 152
Lily’s Pov
“Come here,” he says as he settles on the edge of the mattress, his feet planted on the floor. “Sit on me.”
I do as he asks, scrambling across the bed and adjusting myself, so I’m straddling his lap. His cock nudges against my backside and his face is at breast-level, which is too much of a temptation for him to ignore.
He draws my nipple in his mouth and sucks, murmuring around my flesh, “Look in the mirror.”
I glance over and see my reflection. The rosy flush to my skin.
My hair wild and Crew’s head at my chest. His lips tugging on my nipple before he lets it go, his tongue darting out for a long, sensual lick.
“Oh,” I choke out, completely overcome. My skin breaks out in
goosebumps when he pays attention to the other nipple, his mouth working wonders on my flesh.
“Rise up, baby,” he whispers, and it’s the way he calls me baby that has me.melting.
I brace my knees on the edge of the bed and lift up, his cock nudging at my entrance. He reaches around, adjusting himself, and when I slowly lower myself down on his length, we both groan in pleasure.
He’s deeper inside me like this, and I pause for a moment, allowing my.body to readjust.
This is only the third time we’ve had sex, and I feel as if
we’re going from zero to sixty with this position, but oh my God, I don’t.want to stop. I love how deep he is. How close we are.
I glance down at him, swooping in for a kiss, and it turns dirty in seconds.
His tongue, his teeth, his lips. He’s trying to consume me, and I want to let him fuck me so bad.
I want him.
“Rise back up,” he urges, and I do so, that slow glide of my body riding his cock nearly making my eyes cross with pleasure. I keep doing it. Up and down. Nice and slow.
My gaze going to the mirror, zeroing in on the spot
where our bodies are connected.
I can actually see him enter me, and that’s all it takes.
I’m coming, clutching him close, my inner walls milking him, wrenching the orgasm right out of him until he’s coming too.
It’s too much. Not enough.
I’m shaking so hard I swear to God I’m going to black out, and when it’s finally over, when all I can do is slump against him, my heart thundering in my ears, he slides his hands down my butt, touching the spot where his cock is still embedded inside my body.
He slides his fingers up, along my crack, teasing that forbidden spot and sending a jolt of electricity racing through me.
“You like that?” he asks, his voice full of smug satisfaction.
“I-I don’t know,” I answer truthfully. I’m shocked he would touch me there.
He does it again, and I bite back a moan.
Though I have to admit, I liked it.
I liked it a lot.