Dive in Deep
His heavy breathing brushed over my neck, telling me he was enjoying it as much as I was.
“I need more,” he said with a raspy, strangled voice.
“More?” I questioned, my brain muddled with ecstasy.
“More. Deeper. Harder.”
He pushed me to my back and came over the top of me. He pushed the blankets out of his way and ran a hand down my chest. His eyes were that beautiful dark blue that always happened when he was turned on. I watched him stare at my body, running his hands over the curves before dropping a kiss to one nipple, then the other.