Want Me (Extracurricular Activities, #1)

by Neve Wilder

“So fucking tight,” he whispered. “Need a second or I’m gonna be a two-pump chump.” “Doesn’t seem fair after the shit you’ve been putting me through.” “It doesn’t, does it?” He sounded amused. “But don’t worry, it’s not gonna go down that way at all. You’re gonna wanna gnaw through the shelf.” I didn’t really know what he meant until he pulled all the way out of me, then slammed back in with a grunt. I yelped and another vehement shhh! sounded from through the shelves. “Sorry about that.” He wasn’t sorry at all, but he eased up and this time when he pulled out and slid back in it was slower, the pressure more manageable. He kept that slow, steady pace, letting the heat build up inside me, and then he shifted on his feet and tilted my hips a little. When he pushed back in that time, my entire body lit up like a Vegas sign, pleasure receptors pinging all over the fucking place. I think my eyes even rolled back in my skull. Eric smothered my mouth again with his hand. “Got this feeling you’re gonna want to get louder.” I moaned into his palm, bit at the inside of his fingers. His teeth latched onto the side of my neck as he began fucking me in earnest. His pace quickened and the fat head of his cock dragged over my prostate like a match against a striking plate. I was nothing but flame.