Thirty Two

A few days later, I was pressed up against the backseat of Avery's car, his warm body covering my own as he planted hot kisses all over my neck. I moaned as he filled me up over and over again, sweat gathering on his brows, firm muscles flexing with every thrust.

"Right there... ah," I gasped, back arching off the seat as hit all the right spots inside me. He dug his face into my shoulder, swearing under his breath and biting gently, sending sparks of pain and delighted shivers down every inch of my body.

"More," I whispered wantonly, head lolling backwards. He lifted himself up on his toned arms, his dark gaze connecting with mine.

"Jules," he groaned, ramming into me faster and harder as I held on to him for dear life, our moans escalating as we both desparately chased that release. Seconds later, I came undone underneath him with a loud whimper, shaking and breathing heavily as he followed me a few deep thrusts later.