After We Collided (After, #2) by Anna Todd Read Online (FREE)
I lift my hips from the bed and meet her movements. She moans, her eyes widening.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? You’re fucking amazing,” I encourage her.
I gently tug at Tessa’s arm to bring her down to me. As much as I want to look at her as her body owns mine, I want to kiss her even more. My mouth finds hers, and I love the way she whimpers into my kiss.
“Tell me how it feels,” I say into her mouth and cup her ass, pushing my cock deeper inside of her.
“Good . . . so good, Hardin,” she whimpers. Her hands rest on my chest to support her weight.
“Move faster, baby.” I reach up and take one of her tits in my hand. I squeeze, and she fucking loves it.
“Mm-hmm . . .” she agrees.
Seconds later she winces and stills. Her eyes meet mine.
“What’s wrong?” I try to sit up with her against my chest without removing myself from her.
“Nothing . . . it just felt . . . deeper or something. I can feel you so much deeper.” She flushes, her voice soft with wonder.
“Good or bad?” I lift my hand to push her hair back behind her ear.
“Oh, it’s good,” she says as her eyes roll back.
I have fucked this girl so many times now and she’s still basically clueless about all things sex, except giving me head. She’s great at that.
I move her hips again in an attempt to find that spot, the spot that will have her screaming my name in seconds. I love the way she looks when she rolls her hips; the shape of them is beyond fucking perfect. Her nails dig into my bare chest, and I know that I’ve found the spot. She covers her mouth with her hand and bites down on her palm to quiet herself as I lift my hips to meet her movements, to thrust faster in and out of her.
“I’m going to make you come this way,” I breathe.
She’s too perfect. Her eyes screw closed and her movements grow slower.
“You’re going to come now, aren’t you? You’re going to come for me, baby?”
“Hardin . . .” She moans my name, and it’s the perfect answer.
“Holy shit.” I can’t help but curse as her back arches and her blue-gray eyes close again. The fingernails on the hand she isn’t using to cover her mouth dig into my chest, and I feel her tighten around me. Fuck, she feels so good. I change the pace and move slower, but I’m sure to hit as deep inside of her as I can with each thrust of my hips.
I know how much she loves hearing my voice while I fuck her, and she screams into her hand when I let out an “Oh God” and spill into the condom.
“Hardin . . .” she whines and lays her head on my chest in a panting mess.
“Baby,” I say, and she looks up at me with a sleepy smile.