SWNOVELS The Forbidden Freshman: Chapter 42
Mikayla’s wet heat is so perfect, I nearly blew the second she sat on me. It’s taking every ounce of control not to lose it after only a few quick thrusts. I can’t let that happen. I need this to last. After three weeks of no action, my cock’s not playing fair, and I clench my butt cheeks, willing Mikayla’s tight pussy to let me play for a little longer.
Her beautiful tits bounce as she picks up her pace, her pants and sexy whimpers igniting my insides to a white-hot fire. I cup them, giving them a gentle squeeze and loving the way they fit so perfectly in my palms. Everything about her fits me perfectly, and I revel in this feeling. Her skin is smooth and soft. I trail my knuckle over her stomach, then find the sweet spot between her legs, giving her clit a flick with my thumb.
She gasps, her eyes popping open like she’s just tasted chocolate for the first time. The delighted look on her face makes my heart sing.
I keep rubbing gentle circles, the distraction helping me hang on while she rides me and skyrockets toward her own orgasm.
She tips her head back with a groan, and I feel her thighs quivering against mine. She’s close. She’s so fucking close. I watch in wonder as her body pings tight and she cries out my name.
It’s the most beautiful fucking sound in the world, her strangled gasp calling me like a siren while her insides clutch my cock, her walls spasming.
Grabbing her ass, I hold her close and, in one swift move, flip her onto her back. Her legs wrap around me, drawing me into her with another cry of pleasure. I thrust deep, unable to take my eyes off her face. She’s beautiful. She’s so damn beautiful.
And then her eyes open, that blue gaze of hers drinking me in, and I swear I catch a glimpse of her soul. It’s the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced, and I can’t help croaking, “I love you,” as I thrust a little deeper—one, two, three times and then finally let myself go.
A guttural groan slips out of me, the orgasm feeling a thousand times stronger than anything I’ve had before. It drives through me, shutting down each muscle until I’m a floppy, weak mess, barely able to hold myself above her.
I sink onto my elbows, breathing hard and trying to get control of my wild heartbeat. It pounds against her chest as I brush my lips across her neck and whisper, “I love you so fucking much.”
She giggles, her body vibrating beneath me. “I love you too.”
Her lips caress my shoulder, her hands trailing down my back as she lets out a satisfied moan. “That was so awesome. You know I’m gonna need to do that again, right?”
I laugh, lifting my head with a smirk. “Just give me a minute and I’ll be good to go.”
Her throaty chuckle is followed by a whoop as she raises her hands in the air and tips her head back with a loud “Yes!”
I watch her celebrate, laughing with her and figuring it won’t take long before I’m ready for round two.
This woman is something else, and I already can’t wait to see her come in a thousand different ways. I can’t wait to make her come in a thousand different ways. Just me. Because she’s mine, and I can’t see myself ever wanting to let her go.