Stinger Read Online Mia Sheridan

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I laughed, turning to tickle her back. She squealed and we play-wrestled for a few minutes until I looked into her eyes and saw that she was turned on again. So was I. Fuck, my buttercup was really going to be the end of me.

I leaned in and slanted my mouth over hers, kissing her until we were both panting and lust was shooting through my veins again, stiffening my cock.

I pushed the hair back out of her face and looked into those clear, blue eyes before I ran my nose down hers and then brushed my lips over her mouth.

I reached my hand down between her legs to make sure she was ready to take me, and when I felt the slippery wetness there, I moaned.

I lowered my head to lick her nipples, sucking one into my mouth and taking long pulls at it until she was grinding against me and pulling at my hair. I knew what I was doing in the bedroom, but Christ, how was it that this girl hadn’t had one orgasm from the first doofus she was with? She was so damn responsive, perfect. He must have been the most unskilled loser on the planet. I put him out of my mind as quickly as he had entered it. No one else was gonna be in this bed right now, just me and her.

I dragged my lips along her ribs and she let out a sound that was half laugh and half sigh, a shiver moving through her. That shiver inspired one in me and caused my breath to hitch. Her body was a playground and I wanted more time to explore every inch of her. I wanted to discover secret, sensual spots that no one else knew about, maybe even her.

I moved those thoughts away, the ideas twisting through my mind and making me feel raw and shaky.

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and slid it on as she watched, her eyes widening slightly when she took in my straining erection. Our eyes met and something passed between us, intense but tender. It made the world tilt slightly so that the whole room suddenly seemed off balance. Grace’s eyes widened, and she reached up, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me back to her mouth as though she’d known I needed an anchor.

We kissed and touched until I couldn’t take it any longer. I took my cock in my hand and guided it to her opening and pushed inside her tight, silken warmth, never taking my eyes from hers. “Grace,” I breathed out as I started to move inside her. Her eyes closed on a moan and she wrapped her legs around me. Another anchor. Her. All around me.

I kissed her deeply, possessing her with my tongue and my cock, feeling something powerful surge up in my chest. I brought my mouth to her neck and licked and kissed the satiny, soft skin there as she made gentle sighing sounds. “Mmmm…feels so good, Carson,” she said.

I loved that I was making her feel good, loved hearing her say my name, loved the tender look in her eyes as she watched me above her.

I moved in and out of her slowly and deeply, not speeding up the tempo, wanting it to last. “Carson, I want…” she moaned.

“What, Grace? What do you want?”

“Everything. I want everything,” she panted. “Everything you have to give.”

My head came up from her neck, and when her eyes met mine, they widened. Those beautiful eyes. She was my anchor and yet I was drowning in her.

Heat pooled in my balls and pleasure circled through my abdomen as I sped up my rhythm. I reached down between us and circled my finger on her pleasure spot, eliciting a long moan from her. That moan shot through my body, ending at the base of my spine, the first tingles of an orgasm taking hold. She was going to be my undoing, in ways I didn’t want to consider.

As I felt her internal muscles begin to contract around me, I let go and my own climax exploded, hot and intense, blissful. I brought my mouth back down to hers and kissed her deeply as she spasmed and pulsed around me.

I lay with my head buried in her neck for a few minutes until our breathing evened out and I registered that she was running her fingernails up and down my arms. I sighed in happiness. Then I leaned up and kissed her on the mouth and smiled as I pulled out of her.

As I was flushing the condom, it registered that that hadn’t been fucking. That hadn’t even been just sex. I had just made love to Grace. It also occurred to me that I knew how to fuck but knew very little about sensuality, and that maybe she had far more to teach me than the other way around. I grabbed the sink, letting it be my anchor for the next few minutes until I felt my heart rate return to normal.

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