Page 61 of Thirsty Bodyguard Summer

His mouth moved over my neck and collarbone. The gold chain brushed my breast. I dug my fingers into his back and rolled my hips when he entered me.

“That’s it,” he said. “Take me.”

“I am.”

He thrust harder.

The mirror lights blurred behind him.

I kissed him, then bit lightly at his lower lip. Shane groaned and changed the angle, pulling my hips closer to the counter’s edge.

His cock hit the spot that sent pressure through my clit.

“Again,” I said.

He repeated it.

I pressed two fingers to my clit and matched the pace of his thrusts.

Shane kept his eyes on mine as he drove into me.

“Come for me, Cassi.”

My fingers moved faster.

His mouth covered mine, but it didn’t contain the cry that escaped when the orgasm broke. My pussy gripped his cock in hard pulses as I pulled him deeper with my leg.

Shane’s rhythm faltered.

“Fuck, I can feel you.”

I kept moving against him through the last pulses.

His hand tightened beneath my thigh.

“I’m going to come again.”

“Yes. Come inside me.”

He drove into me again and held me tight against him.

Shane groaned against my neck as his cock pulsed inside me.

I wrapped both arms around him.

For several seconds, neither of us moved.

The bass test on the distant stage vibrated faintly through the wall.

Shane lifted his head. “Tell me you’re okay.”

“I’m excellent.”

“That’s the word you chose?”

“You made me come twice. Don’t get greedy about the adjective.”

He kissed me slowly.