I grab her hands and lie on top of her, so she can’t move. She tries to turn to look at me, but she can barely raise her head. A playful smirk finds its way onto her face.

Seeing her this way makes me hard like stone, and I’ve barely even touched her. A growl escapes my throat as I lower my face to hers. I catch her ear lobe between my teeth. I don’t bite it, just keep it there, letting my breath dance across her skin.

My heart has never beat this fast. I think I must’ve felt this way since I met her, I was just too blind to see it.

Her hands are now kept captive by only one of mine, while the other slowly traces her back. She shivers and I move my legs a little, giving me the freedom to grind my hips against her. Indigo mumbles something and presses herself back into me.

It feels so good that I almost come from that alone. I let out a guttural growl and Indigo moves under me. The friction is enough to make my eyes roll.

“If you want this to last more than a second, you have to stop moving like that.”

She shakes her head, enjoying having me at her mercy. She continues to grind back on me and I only press harder, wishing there was no fabric between us.

Her breath shudders and I’m glad this affects her as much as it affects me.

“Indigo,” I warn through gritted teeth.

I’m trying to keep myself from fully letting go, but she keeps growing greedier. She raises her hips a little higher so I can feel the warmth between her legs as she continues to grind against me. A moan escapes my lips as she changes her rhythm.

“You have to be quiet,” she whispers through her own moans.

I grab her hair in a twist and I meet her thrust, both of us moving like crazy. Can’t understand why we must be quiet, but I follow her orders because if she stops now, I’m a dead man walking.

The pressure becomes too much. Her curves bend and trap my mind, those shapely thighs and her satin soft skin making it impossible to keep my desire at bay.

She moans deep in her throat, holding back a whimper when I drop a soft kiss on her shoulder.

“Oh, fuck.” A low rumble of pleasure slips past my lips. It’s all so intense. Hearing her muffled sounds of pleasure and her growing needier tips me over the edge. My grasp on her hair slowly loosens as the only thing I know is her release and mine.

Our bodies continue to move together at a slow pace. We lock eyes, her face looking flushed while her legs shudder under me. We come down the hill together. Through clothes. Like horny teenagers.