Page 208 of Wild Like Us

She is so…fucking…tight.

Fuck.

The pressure is almost immediate. Wrapping around me in a vice. Her thighs tremble as I slowly slip in, our eyes still latched.

“You alright?” I whisper.

She nods, lips parted. She reaches for Akara’s hand, then mine.

It’s in the soft seconds of her breath. His. Mine. That I feel like this moment is transcendent. That there’s no going back after this. I thrust, but I don’t give her the full length, and still, an involuntary noise flies from her lips.

A cry.

A whimper.

Those noises are gonna fuck me up. Holy hell, are they like a drug. I want to hear more. I rock against her in a slow, hungered movement.

“Please,” she moans, about to buck her hips, but Akara grabs her waist to keep her from taking more of me. If I hit her cervix, she’snevergonna want to have sex again.

I’m careful with every emotion-packed second, every sweltering beat, and I extend the moment to earth-shattering minutes upon minutes, soaking in the feeling of being inside her. And then Sulli explodes. Her eyes roll, body shudders, and sheclenches.The pressure around my cock is like being knocked out with a baseball bat. I’m struck to the fuckin’ moon as I come, and I flex to keep from a natural instinct to push deeper and milk the climax.

Can’t go any deeper.

I breathe hard, my cock twitching as she keeps pulsing against me. “Sulli,” I groan, and gently, very fucking gently, I pull out.

She’s exhausted, trying to smile. A smile passes through me, my mouth curving. That feels good. Akara rotates the faucet, refilling the tub with warm water after I discard the condom.

We all ease back.

“That was…” she says in soft breaths. “…so fucking…amazing.” Her eyes close fully. “I can just sleep here.”

Akara and I share a smile.

“I’m living here now,” she yawns. “The tub is my new home.”

I stretch my arm over Sulli. “Rent will be cheaper.”

“Spacious,” Akara quips. “I candefinitelyfit my whole office in here.”

“You would be thinking about your fuckin’ office,” I laugh at him.

He splashes water at me as the tub fills.

Sulli curls up against him. “Mmhhh. So many donuts.”

“Sad to say, we can’t live here, mermaid.”

“The water though…”

Akara and I exchange another look. This time, our smiles fade, knowing this is drawing to a real close too soon.

We wash off. Dry off. Sulli is half-asleep.

Akara says, “We’re taking you to bed, string bean.”

I stand up and easily lift Sulli into my arms. She cocoons her head into my chest. “I can sleep here, too.”

I’d like that, but she needs an actual bed. I step out of the tub, careful not to slip. Akara tosses the used condoms in the trash, grabs a couple towels, and follows me into her bedroom.