Under an Endless Moon (Moonlit Ridge, #2)

by A.L. Jackson

Surprise left her on a gush, then she moaned when I shoved my dick back into the warm, wet well of her perfect body. She arched, nails scratching at my back as I took her whole. “Need to see your face when I come in this sweet pussy. Need to see that you’re mine.” I rocked into her in hard, possessive thrusts, taking her and taking her, driving myself to that plane that I’d never dared to believe could exist. A plane that was meant only for Raven and me. A place only our own. Paradise. Raven started moaning again, pleasure rebounding. “Come for me again, Little Moonflower.” I snapped my hips in erratic, powerful juts, plunging into her and driving her up the side of the refrigerator before she would drop down and I slammed back into her again. Her fingers yanked at my hair as she arched forward. “Do you feel it? What you do to me?” I demanded. “Show me what I do to you.” She split at that, shooting high as she cried my name. She took me with her. An explosion of ecstasy breaking free of its chains and lighting through the middle of me. A supernova so bright that I was blinded. Nothing else to be found but this woman who was coming apart in my hands. The pleasure that ripped and tore and screamed. I pulsed as I poured into her, my cum so deep in her cunt she was never going to be rid of me.