Page 98 of Pucking Bad Boys

She’s so wet that I can move inside her quite easily, despite how tight she is.

I dare to move a little faster, sinking into her as deep as our bodies will allow.

“Oh,” Talia gasps when I grind my hips, deeply seated inside her. “That felt good.”

It felt fucking great for me too, and I do it again, chasing the pleasure that’s starting to skitter up my spine.

Talia and I keep moving together, finding a rhythm that’s taking me closer and closer to the edge.

“Talia, baby,” I slow down, fighting the urge to rush to the finish line. “I’m starting to get close. Do you think you could come?”

“I don’t know. Everything you’re doing feels really good. But I’m not sure if I can get there.”

I know I made her come earlier, but I’m too greedy, too addicted to her pleasure not to try to get her there with me.

Like I did earlier, I sneak my hand between us, finding her clit and rubbing light circles on it in synch with each thrust.

“Oh my God, Macklin.”

Her inner walls spasm around me, sending a jolt of warm sparks to the base of my spine.

I don’t stop, thrusting in and out of her and massaging her clit until she snaps.

And I’m so fucking glad I persisted. Because the feeling of Talia’s tight pussy, squeezing my cock as each wave of pleasure washes over her, it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.

So amazing that I can’t hold back one more second. I still, holding her tight as the first wave of searing hot pleasure shoots out from me.

“Fuck,” I moan as I come apart, emptying myself inside of her until there’s nothing left to give.

For a long moment, neither of us moves. My heart is beating faster than after a shift on the ice.

Usually with any other partner, I would be in a hurry to put some distance between us. Even by going to the bathroom. But with Talia in my arms, there’s nowhere I’d rather be.

“That was…”

She says nothing else, and for a second I’m afraid that she’s going to say that she’s disappointed.

“Perfect.” She says instead. “If this is what sex is like, now I understand what all the hype is about.”

“Not to sound arrogant,” I say, betrayed by my cocky smile. “But it isn’t always like this. I think it was this good because it was me and you. Because we don’t just have chemistry, we trust each other.”

Talia nods. “I agree.”

My heart is beating a thousand miles a second and I almost tell her how I really feel. But I chicken out. “Let me go get something to clean you up. Unless you want to take a bath together?”

She thinks about it. “That tub looks kind of awesome.”

“Bath it is.” I scoop her into my arms and carry her to the bathroom.

“You know I can walk, right?” She giggles when I lower her onto the ottoman next to the bathtub. “I’d be a little wobbly, maybe, but I’m pretty sure I can.”

I play with the water temperature and close the stopper to begin filling the tub. “I know. I just like having you in my arms.”

And I mean it. This tub is big enough for four people, but I insist on sitting behind Talia, with my arms wrapped around her.

“Hey, I was thinking.” I say, brushing my lips against her ear. “I have practice tomorrow morning. I was going to order you breakfast and let you sleep in. I know you don’t have early classes on Thursdays. But I didn’t want to do that and have you waking up alone without saying anything.” I add, self-conscious that I just gave away the fact that I memorized her schedule.

“Would you be able to come back to have breakfast with me?” She asks instead.