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required to have blood work before every fight, and I’d used a condom every time with Andy, so health risks weren’t a concern. What I hadn’t told Bash was that I’d gotten a birth control shot a few days before.
I told him now and his eyes went hot.
“Who needs shooting stars? This is the best day ever.”
His reaction gave me my second wind and I vowed to have some self-discipline. I started slowly, rocking my hips in tiny circles, and he gripped my skirt and slid it up to watch me. As if in a trance, he stared and stroked the outsides of my thighs up and down, his gaze permanently fixed on the point where we met…where he slid in and out of me.
I leaned back and joined him, staring at his slick cock as I took him in deeper, pulled away slower. Lost myself to him.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice all grit now.
The need in his voice made me want to hear more of it and I yanked the blouse over my head and dropped it behind me. His pupils dilated, and I went on, twisting my arms behind me and unlatching my bra. Exposing myself to him in the cool night air.
His hands left my thighs and he cupped my breasts, massaging them with his palms before taking each of my nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisting, lightly at first, and then harder.
“God, Bash.” The cry escaped my lips and that store of self-discipline I’d managed to cobble together was slipping fast. My thrusts were growing faster by the second and the world was spinning around me like I was in the heart of a tornado.
The rough pads of his fingers on my straining nipples. My core quickening over his swollen cock as he plunged into me over and over again. The intoxicating mix of adrenaline and desire zinging through my veins like fine champagne.
And Bash. Only Bash.
His hot, hard muscles. The slight smile on his lips. The way his blue eyes penetrated me to me very core.
I was heading toward the cliff, ready to topple off the edge into the oblivion of release, but then he pulled his hands away and grasped my hips, slowing our movements.
“Not yet. I don’t want it to end,” he whispered.
I wanted to protest. We had plenty of time. If it ended now, it could begin all over again later, but then his fingertips were caressing my swollen bud, circling and stroking slowly until I moaned low in my throat. A torturous tenderness that was pure ecstasy.
“I need to come,” I begged in a voice that was so unlike my own. It was huskier, needier.
“You will,” he promised. “Close your eyes.”
I did. And though my lids fluttered with the thrill of his touch, I managed to shut out the world completely. To focus only on his fingers as he stroked me. On his other hand as it traced a path up my stomach and rested on my breast again. Then he was pulling me down and I followed.
“Keep your eyes closed,” he breathed, so close that I could feel his warm breath on my face, and then his lips were on mine. As the kiss intensified, so did his thrusts. Both hands were on my hips again and he sucked me in, deeper and deeper until the blackness of my tunneled vision exploded into bright white starlight.
One hand dipped between my thighs again, and the starlight erupted into fireworks. Every cell was a live wire and the taste of his tongue had lit the fuse. My fingers splayed out, gripping the blanket hard as I tried to stay grounded, but there was no stopping as the waves crashed over me. I was hurtling out of control and he had it all.
“Oh baby, keep coming.”
He’d broken our kiss and was murmuring softly to me, but I could hardly make out the words. Electricity was crackling in my ears as the orgasm stretched on and on. I wasn’t jumping from a cliff, I was jumping from the edge of the earth and my free fall was limitless. Unchained.
When the final waves began to subside, I opened my eyes again to find Bash staring at me, an agonized smile on his lips.
“Jesus, you drive me crazy, Liv. That image will be burned in my brain
I told him now and his eyes went hot.
“Who needs shooting stars? This is the best day ever.”
His reaction gave me my second wind and I vowed to have some self-discipline. I started slowly, rocking my hips in tiny circles, and he gripped my skirt and slid it up to watch me. As if in a trance, he stared and stroked the outsides of my thighs up and down, his gaze permanently fixed on the point where we met…where he slid in and out of me.
I leaned back and joined him, staring at his slick cock as I took him in deeper, pulled away slower. Lost myself to him.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice all grit now.
The need in his voice made me want to hear more of it and I yanked the blouse over my head and dropped it behind me. His pupils dilated, and I went on, twisting my arms behind me and unlatching my bra. Exposing myself to him in the cool night air.
His hands left my thighs and he cupped my breasts, massaging them with his palms before taking each of my nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisting, lightly at first, and then harder.
“God, Bash.” The cry escaped my lips and that store of self-discipline I’d managed to cobble together was slipping fast. My thrusts were growing faster by the second and the world was spinning around me like I was in the heart of a tornado.
The rough pads of his fingers on my straining nipples. My core quickening over his swollen cock as he plunged into me over and over again. The intoxicating mix of adrenaline and desire zinging through my veins like fine champagne.
And Bash. Only Bash.
His hot, hard muscles. The slight smile on his lips. The way his blue eyes penetrated me to me very core.
I was heading toward the cliff, ready to topple off the edge into the oblivion of release, but then he pulled his hands away and grasped my hips, slowing our movements.
“Not yet. I don’t want it to end,” he whispered.
I wanted to protest. We had plenty of time. If it ended now, it could begin all over again later, but then his fingertips were caressing my swollen bud, circling and stroking slowly until I moaned low in my throat. A torturous tenderness that was pure ecstasy.
“I need to come,” I begged in a voice that was so unlike my own. It was huskier, needier.
“You will,” he promised. “Close your eyes.”
I did. And though my lids fluttered with the thrill of his touch, I managed to shut out the world completely. To focus only on his fingers as he stroked me. On his other hand as it traced a path up my stomach and rested on my breast again. Then he was pulling me down and I followed.
“Keep your eyes closed,” he breathed, so close that I could feel his warm breath on my face, and then his lips were on mine. As the kiss intensified, so did his thrusts. Both hands were on my hips again and he sucked me in, deeper and deeper until the blackness of my tunneled vision exploded into bright white starlight.
One hand dipped between my thighs again, and the starlight erupted into fireworks. Every cell was a live wire and the taste of his tongue had lit the fuse. My fingers splayed out, gripping the blanket hard as I tried to stay grounded, but there was no stopping as the waves crashed over me. I was hurtling out of control and he had it all.
“Oh baby, keep coming.”
He’d broken our kiss and was murmuring softly to me, but I could hardly make out the words. Electricity was crackling in my ears as the orgasm stretched on and on. I wasn’t jumping from a cliff, I was jumping from the edge of the earth and my free fall was limitless. Unchained.
When the final waves began to subside, I opened my eyes again to find Bash staring at me, an agonized smile on his lips.
“Jesus, you drive me crazy, Liv. That image will be burned in my brain
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