Crashed into Love: Episode Three by Seline White

closed as I moved faster. Straining to the all-encompassing sharp fireworks that teased me.
    I breathed harder, inhaling the musky scent of male and sex.
    Liam groaned, “Fuck, you look amazing.” He pulled my neck forward so he could kiss me. My skin rasped against his five ‘o clock shadow as our lips crushed each other. Tongues duelled, breath mingled.
    Our fingers unlocked, and Liam reached up to caress my nipples through the corset. I clutched his chest, moving closer to the release I so craved.
    With a grunt Liam rolled me over, unable to take my pace anymore. The moment I was on my back, I hooked my legs over his hips and he drove into me. It wasn’t the delicate passionate rock I’d kept. It was fierce and demanding, and skin smacked against skin.
    His mouth captured mine and I struggled to breathe as my lungs filled with his flavour and urgency. I locked my ankles, prisoning him between my legs.
    Warm hands sent shocks of need along my skin as he caressed me. Eyes smouldered as he gazed at my corset. This was why I wore intricate lingerie—so I could capture Liam’s world. So I could be his every fantasy—beguile and enchant forever.
    My stomach knotted into an orb of sparks as he groaned and kissed me so hard my teeth cut my lip.
    His hips jerked faster, harder, relentlessly claiming me. His erection inside bruised while at the same time pleasuring me more than anything in my life. It was fierce, passionate, feral in the need to be closer together. I wanted to merge—to become one so we’d never be apart again.
    He gasped in my ear as he thrust harder, harder. The precise moment where the firework found me, Liam whispered, “I’m yours.”
     
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