by Avery Aster
God, making sounds like I’m in ecstasy excites me. I’m close, so very close. But I just can’t get there.
My heart feels full. I’m thrilled to look down on Ryan in ecstasy, to hear his soft moans. I feel almost satisfied because this is so incredibly erotic. But my body just doesn’t get off. It just won’t.
But I know how to make it look real because, by myself, I can make myself come until I’m crying from the pure physical sensation. My hips jerk wildly on him as if my body is going crazy with my pretend orgasm. I buck and writhe and toss my head, and come dangerously close to smacking it into his chin, to look like I’m out of control with pleasure. I grip his hands hard.
Ryan lets out a restrained groan. His eyes shut, thick black lashes resting against his cheek. His hips come up with a power that almost throws me off him. Suddenly I can feel the heat of him, even with the condom.
Watching him come is a thrill. Watching him in the aftermath, when he opens his eyes and looks at me like he’s just glimpsed heaven…I have to swallow hard not to cry.
I release his hands and he puts them at my waist, sliding them up to caress me. He arches up, his lips soft and ready for a kiss and I meet him halfway. Then he draws me down on top of him and wraps his arms around me. My cheek presses to his chest where I feel the thump of his heart and the weight of his muscular arms on my back feels so good, yet makes me want to cry.
I thought I’d be happy—I could keep the memory of making love with Ryan in my heart forever.
It just makes letting him go hurt so much more.
~End of Excerpt~
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FALL INTO FOREVER
A New Adult romance
by Beth Hyland
Ivy
A short time later, with Cassidy busy doing laundry and cleaning the disgusting hallway bathroom, Jon and I are in his room. I grab my sports bra and head to his private bathroom. I’m not used to changing in front of him yet.
“Thanks for going to bat for Cassidy,” I tell him.
“I’m glad Tate finally agreed to let her use his bedroom. I was getting ready to give up my half of this bed to her.”
I hesitate in the doorway and turn around. “Good thing you didn’t have to do that, because I’m kind of thinking I might want to hook up with you again tonight. Just sayin’.”
He laughs. “Oh really? Is that all this is?” Suddenly he’s in front of me. He backs me into the bathroom and lifts me up onto the counter. I let out a little giggle. I’m thankful this room doesn’t look like the one down the hall.
“If this is just a hook-up, I might be thinking it’s the only chance I’ll have to be with you, so I’d better take advantage of the situation.” He pulls the shirt over my head.
“And you might have to be a little more aggressive, since we may not have much time. We could be interrupted any minute.”
“Definitely.” His mouth crashes over mine, consuming me. He manages to slide one of my legs out of my jeans without pulling away from me, leaving my thong in place. I hear the zip of his fly and the sound of him rummaging in a nearby drawer.
His lips leave mine just long enough for him to roll on the condom. His erection, sheathed in flesh-colored latex, juts out at me, thick and proud. A thrill runs through me knowing where it will be in a moment. He scoots me to the edge of the counter and moves the thong aside. I cling to his neck as he lifts me slightly. I feel the tip of him right there.
His crystal blue eyes lock onto mine. “Doing okay, babe?”
I nod, too breathless to form any words. I love that he asks me that every single time.
“Good.”
In one quick thrust, he fills me completely.
Pleasure shoots through my core so intensely that every other part of my body goes weak and numb. I cling to his shoulders for stability, loving the feel of his powerful muscles flexing under my fingers.
With one hand behind me on the counter and the other holding my hips still, he thrusts into me, fast and feverish. His dark, glistening hair hangs over his face, just like when I first laid eyes on him. Wild, like an animal, determined and driven to attain a primitive goal. But this time, that goal is me.
Arching into him, I let my head fall back and instantly his hot mouth is on my nipple.
The pressure in my lower belly is unbearable, and I dig my nails into his shoulders. Just when I think I might break, my inner muscles tighten around him and incredible waves of pleasure crash over me.
“Holy shit, Ivy,” he says, thrusting even harder and increasing the intensity of my release. “I’m coming.” Groaning, he grabs a handful of my hair and buries his face in my neck as he climaxes.
As he holds me, both our bodies trembling, I wonder how it’s possible to feel this in tune with another human being. Joined like this, we are one flesh, one mind, one thought.
He nuzzles my ear. “God, that was intense, Ivy.”
“Same.”
“Sorry if I pulled your hair.”
“If you did, I must’ve liked it. Sorry if I scratched your back.”
He lifts his head but doesn’t pull out. “Don’t be. I like your marks on me.”
“I’d say that was a pretty damn good hookup,” I tease, rubbing my bare foot over his bare ass. “Who knew two strangers could be so compatible?”
He gets that devilish glint in his eye that I’m really growing to love. “I wouldn’t mind doing this again sometime. What’s your name? Can I get your number?”
It seems funny to be having this conversation when he’s still buried inside me. I scratch my head and pretend to be thinking aloud. “Hmmm. Should I give him a real name or a fake name?”
“Just as long as the number is real, I don’t care what your name is.”
I smack him on the butt with my foot. He laughs and pulls out of me. I watch while he disposes of the condom, his penis still semi-erect and glistening.
He catches me looking at him. “What?”
“Nothing,” I say, jumping off the counter. “You’re just really beautiful. That’s all.”
He hikes up his jeans, covering that awesome tight ass of his, then exits the bathroom, grinning.
~ End of Excerpt ~
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Table of Contents
Foreword
Cast of characters
Part One: Riding a motorbike is just like sex, right?
Prologue: From the Desk of Manhattan School for Girls
Chapter One: Thanks, Mom, aka Birdie Easton
Chapter Two: Mister Softee
Chapter Three: Oh My Friggin’ Gawd
Part Two: Orange isn’t the new black
Chapter Four: Worse Than Reality TV
Chapter Five: Sweet Motor Cop Jesus
Part Three: Man Candy
Chapter Six: Fuck-it Buckets
Chapter Seven: The Ride of My Life
The End
About Avery Aster
There's More
Dedication & Special Acknowledgments
Also by Avery Aster
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