Page 60 of The Legend of Lovers Hollow

“More,” I demand, impatient and not worried about the slight burn. I want him inside me so badly my damp cock is leaving tiny trails along his stomach as I grind against him.

Two of his fingers push inside me and I suck in a breath, trying to relax. He pumps those long digits in and out, working me open and teasing my prostate every now and then.

“Oh god.” I throw my head back when he hits the spot again. With all patience now gone, I pull his hand away and reach for his cock, lining it up with my hole and sinking down.

It burns a bit but I want it. I want to feel him overwhelming me.

“Ellis, wait,” he chokes out, his voice gravelly. He lifts me back up and I whine in protest as he slips from my body. But he doesn’t give in; instead, he reaches for the lube again, coating his cock and tossing the bottle aside.

This time when he notches the head of his cock in my opening, I push down onto him, my body giving way and allowing his invasion. I give a needy cry and push down until he’s in me to the root. Panting, I roll my hips, feeling the stretch and fullness.

I wrap my arms back around his neck, pulling him in as close as possible. We kiss deeply as I begin to ride him in earnest, I love the feel of him buried deep inside me. He grabs my bum cheeks and forces me onto his dick harder, faster. It’s so fucking hot, having him control my movements.

The whole world spins around me as the tension in my body builds. I’m not going to last; I’m already wrecked, my cock throbbing with every grind against his stomach. I roll my hips over and over, searching for that spot.

He leans me back, the angle changes, and sweet bliss explodes inside me. The thick, heavy club of his cock hammers at my prostate, making me see stars. I’m lost to the pleasure.

I feel him moan and writhe beneath me, as desperate as I am.

“Fuck, fuck!” I yell, not really caring about my volume. His brother may only be a few doors down, but he’s already demonstrated that nothing short of a universal cataclysm would wake him.

“Harder, yes! Right there! Ahhhhh.”

He wraps his arms around me and rolls over in a move so smooth I don’t register it until I’m staring up at the ancient canopy of the bed as he pounds into me. He hooks my knees into the crooks of his elbows, almost folding me in half.

“Oh my god, so good! Don’t stop! Don’t stop.”

He absolutely destroys me in the best possible way. My head spins, my body burns, and my ass is on fire, but the place deep inside me sends shock waves of pure pleasure through my body like a tsunami. I tense suddenly, then come hard, no warning at all, exploding between us and shooting hot cum up his torso.

He cries out as I tighten around his dick, giving two more deep, battering thrusts, and then comes. A follow-up long, drawn-out moan escapes as he buries his face in my sweaty neck and gives a deep exhale.

“I’m so sorry,” he murmurs almost drunkenly into my skin. “Did I break you?”

I laugh in delight and he groans. “Don’t laugh, you’re tightening around my cock and it’s too sensitive.”

I laugh again and reach for his head, lifting it from the crook of my neck and smiling up at him. “No, you didn’t break me. That was incredible. You’re an animal.”

He moans in mortification. “I don’t know what happened, I just lost control.”

“It’s called chemistry, Morgan.” I kiss his swollen lips. “And I think we’ve proven we have it in spades.”

He pulls out of me slowly. “Do you want my fingers?” he mumbles and kisses me back. “I know you like me to feel how much I’ve come inside you.”

“I do.” I smile against his lips. “Because it’s sexy. But not tonight. I’m tired. I just want you to hold me.”

Morgan gives a little hum of pleasure and rolls onto his side, pulling me in close.

“I should probably clean us both up,” he murmurs. “But I’m exhausted.”

“It’s okay, baby.” I stroke his hair back from his face. “Go to sleep.”

“Ellis?”

“Hmm?”

He yawns so widely I hear his jaw crack. “We didn’t talk about what happened this evening.” He looks at me with sleepy eyes. “Do you really think we set three potentially homicidal ghosts loose?”

“Don’t worry about it.” I pat him gently as he slides into sleep, and then I lean in closer to murmur in his ear.