Page 51 of Liberty

“I could listen to you gasp that word all day.” I pitched my body forward, using my nails to claw into his chest, letting him know I wasn’t fucking around. “I’ve never shared before, but I strangely don’t mind. I mean, I fucking love having you to myself, but it’s not like I’ve never seen their dicks before last night. Nothing much has changed since we were kids.”

He smirked at that, and I knew he was making a size joke, but I chose to ignore it. “So, you’re saying you plan to continue this arrangement?”

I squeezed around him, and he grunted. “I plan to see how far we can take this, yes.”

He raised, keeping himself upright with his stomach muscles alone before he wrapped an arm around my back. Then we were rolling. His body lay heavily against mine, his cock never once slipping from my core. He looked down on me. The cocky, proud look that only Sterling could wear so damn well was plastered on his face.

“How far do you want to take it, Sterling?” I gasped as he reached down, pulling one of my thighs over his hip, moving his body at the most delicious pace.

He leaned down, kissed my nose, my lips, my cheeks, my eyes, and when there wasn’t a single spot left that his lips hadn’t touched, he rested his forehead against mine, his body never stopping as he continued to make my nerves sing. “Right now? I’m only aiming to take it far enough that you scream my name so loud, the entire block knows who is inside you.”

Then, he took his time worshipping me until my throat was raw, and there was absolutely no doubt in anyone’s mind, just how far he was willing to take us.