Chapter 18
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
CHASSIS
The orgasm rips through me. I didn’t know I could feel this way. That it could be this good. There is no controlling it. My hips move against his mouth. I have zero control of what my body is doing, but god, does it feel amazing.
Amos’s tongue is out of this world. I don’t know if he took lessons in this or what, but holy shit. His fingers even more so, like someone came down from heaven and sprinkled magic dust on him to give him these powers.
When I pinch my eyes closed, stars dot my vision.
Then he’s gone.
His mouth isn’t between my legs. His fingers disappear. I feel his body move up mine. Bending my knees, I shift my legs back slightly so I can wrap them around his hips. I let out a whimper in disappointment when he speaks.
“Open your eyes, Skel.”
His words send a thrill of desire up my spine. My eyelids flutter open. He’s right there, hovering above me.
Right. There.
And… he’s naked.
Moving my hands between us, I press my palms against his chest, then glide them up, feeling every ridge of his thick muscles before curling them around the back of his neck.
“Amos,” I breathe.
His fingers shift, and I feel them grip around the backs of my thighs before he pushes them backward slightly. My knees almost touch the mattress beside my head, but not quite. My muscles stretch, and I’m somewhat pinned where I am… and it’s exactly where I want to be.
I feel him shift to his knees, then the head of his cock presses against my pussy. I want him inside me so damn badly I can taste it. I’ve never wanted a man as much as I crave this one right now.
The head of his cock nudges against my center.
My pussy is still pulsing from my release, my breathing not quite calmed.
It’s still coming out in short pants. I haven’t even seen the size of him, but as he slowly sinks inside me, I know he must be bigger than anyone else I’ve been with.
I feel my body stretch to the point where I feel like I might just split in half.
My eyes slide closed, and I let out a long exhale, forcing my body to relax as he begins to move inside me.
Oh, wow.
He pulls almost completely out of me, leaving just his head inside before he glides back in, burying himself to the hilt. His fingers grip my thighs tighter, his body moving, and then he stops again.
“Look at me when I’m inside you, Skel.”
All I want to do is lie here and just feel him inside me, filling me, stretching me. But he’s demanding that I look at him. I force my eyes open again and look into his, and thank god I do. His hazel eyes sparkle. They practically glitter as they stare into mine.
One of his hands leaves my thighs, and then I feel his fingers curl around the side of my neck. He stays planted, and all I want from him is to move. I feel like I might actually burst if he doesn’t.
“I want to look into your eyes when you come again,” he grinds out.
“Again?” I exhale.
He chuckles and lowers his head, his mouth brushing across mine. Then he lifts his head again and finally begins to move. I feel his pelvis grind against my clit with each stroke. His movements are smooth and even. I can feel myself climbing higher and higher with every thrust.
His eyes never shift focus away from mine.
He watches, then he shifts his face closer to mine, his lips touching mine.
His mouth moves against my own when he speaks, and goose bumps break out over my skin.
At the same time, I feel my entire body warm from the inside.
I am so close. I could come right now with just a little effort, not much, maybe a swipe of his thumb around my clit.
He doesn’t do that. He grinds his pelvis down against my clit, though, and it feels like heaven. A moan escapes my throat, which he happily swallows. He shifts his head slightly, his forehead pressing against mine.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he murmurs against my lips. “Are you going to come for me, sweetheart?”
My entire body swoons. If that’s possible. I hope it is, because otherwise, I don’t know what to call how I’m feeling right now. Something is building inside me. I can feel it filling me from the inside out. My breathing comes out in heavy pants, and my vision begins to blur.
I feel like I might pass out, but then he lifts his head, his gaze still locked on mine. “Yeah,” he grinds out through gritted teeth. “You’re gonna come for me.”
And he’s right. That’s exactly what I do. I come. For the first time in my life, I come twice in one night, and it’s out of this damn world. I don’t know if it’s pregnancy hormones or what, but it feels so damn intense that I find it hard to breathe.
Amos doesn’t stop moving. He grinds his pelvis against my clit then starts moving harder and faster, once, twice, three times, before he slams himself inside me to the hilt, and I feel his length grow before he comes.