Love, Utley (Love Letters #1)

My other half.

My missing piece.

I open my mouth, angling my head to taste more of her.

My hips never stop moving. I couldn’t make them stop if I wanted.

My cock slides in and out of Hannah’s sweet pussy.

I need the friction.

Need the heat.

I need her.

Heat and desire and a feeling of home have my balls squeezing and emotion building inside my chest.

Her breasts are pressed against me. Her feet are bruising against my back. And I know she feels it too. This thing between us.

The pull.

I shift my weight onto one arm and reach the other down between our bodies.

“My Hannah,” I say against her lips.

My fingers find her little bundle of nerves, and I swipe across it.

She arches, and her pussy tightens around me.

“My perfect girl.” I slam my hips into her, making her bounce beneath me.

Her hips roll, and I pull my head back enough so I can look down at her.

Her eyes are squeezed shut, and tears trail down her cheeks.

Pride swells inside me.

I knew she felt it.

And now she knows it.

She belongs to me.

“Open your eyes,” I command. “Open your eyes and let me see you come.”

Hannah snaps her eyes open, and I roll her clit between my fingers, shoving myself as deep as I can go.

Staring up at me, she cries my name as she explodes.

SIXTY-SEVEN

HANNAH

An orgasm stronger than anything I’ve ever experienced slams into me.

Maddox is above me, watching me, and it’s like a dam has broken between us.

He rolls my clit one more time, then he pulls his hand away and falls on top of me.