Falling Star by Olivia Brynn

his, whirling around like an exotic dancer on a pole. With her free hand, she rolled the condom down his dick, and he was pretty proud of the fact that he didn't lose it right there, with the tight circle of her fingers sliding down his length. She sat back on her heels to study her handiwork, his cock pulsing and bobbing between them.
    Her legs looked so smooth and white against the roughness of his dark hands. He wedged his hands between her thighs and his hips, then up to where her wet center hovered over his balls.
    "I love the way you touch me." He barely heard her whisper, but he felt the words deep in his chest.
    "I love to touch you."
    He measured his breathing, three counts in, three out. He wasn't sure if he could clear his head, with her balanced over him the way she was, but he had to try if he wanted to last more than one stroke inside her walls.
    When he rubbed her clit between his thumb and forefinger, she shot up, then dropped on all fours with another one of those breathy moans that made him glad he was a man.
    "You like that?"
    "You're…going to make me come again." Her head was bent, and she watched every movement he made. God, that was sexy.
    "I want you to. Over and over." He lifted his shoulders to reach her mouth with his. "I love your mouth Jade." He dropped back onto the pillow and slipped his middle finger as deep inside her as he could.
    She hiccupped.
    He smiled.
    He curled that finger up, found the ridged spongy patch and rubbed a circle around it, recognizing the catch in her breath for what it was. She said he wasn't conceited, but the rush of male pride at bringing her such pleasure was hard to deny. It drove him crazy that he took her to such heights.
    She held his hand inside her, curling her fingers against his where they lay against her clit. "Ah, Adam…I want you inside me." She sat upright, and looked deep into his eyes. Then she took him in her slender hand, angled his erection up and rose to her knees. When his cock slid along his knuckle where it was seated in her hot channel, he barked some inhuman noise, and his hips jerked up, sending him deeper.
    He didn't know what words he used, but he was aware of a string of nonsensical noises erupting from his throat.
    The most incredible warmth enveloped him when she sandwiched his hand between her pubic bone and his. When he regained some sanity, he wiggled his finger against her G-spot each time she slid down him in an agonizingly slow rhythm. While he fought with every base instinct in his body to pump to release, he surrendered himself to her pace, and indulged in each hot pass she made.
    When she lowered herself to rest, with his cock and digit buried as deep as possible inside her, she opened heavy lids to meet his gaze. Her stillness paralyzed him, and he could only stare into those liquid green eyes. Then, without warning, and still without moving a muscle, her eyes drifted closed in supreme pleasure, and she came. Hard.
    "Fuck…Jesus…Jade…" He grabbed her hip, holding her tight against him. He felt each clamping contraction as she squeezed the life out of him. She flushed, the sexy blush coloring even her breasts with a rosy glow.
    The combination of his dick and finger inside her, feeling her orgasm in two ways was enough to send him over the edge. He pinched his eyes closed, and bared his teeth. His balls tightened, and shot his seed in wave after wave up and out his staff. Each pulsing release was a miniature orgasm, and they added up to one hell of a finale. A thin sheen of sweat covered him, sending a shiver down his body. This pleasure he had never known even curled his toes.
    When he had no more to give, he peeled open his eyes to find her looking down at him, the sultry expression of a woman well pleased. She took his hand, slid his finger from within her, and cupped his fist in her hands. She brought it to her lips, and kissed his knuckles.
    He closed his eyes again, and sighed, indulging in the sexy aftermath of