“Reed,” she breathed. “I’m close.”
I gave her clit one last suck before pulling back to see her face tight, so close to orgasm. “You’re doing so good, baby. Listening just like I want you to, sweetheart. I think you earned that orgasm. Ready to come down from there?”
“Mmm,” was the only response I got from her, her forehead rolling against the post. She was so close to letting go completely for me.
Walking back behind her, I began undoing the knots around her ankles, removing the ropes. I rubbed her skin where it left a little burn. Wrapping an arm around her middle, I loosened the rope at her wrists until she could slip through. She nearly collapsed in my arms, leaning back into me.
“Come here, sweetheart. I got you.” She was already weak for me. I swooped her up into my arms.
“Please, let me come,” she murmured, gripping my shirt in desperation.
I walked us over to the picnic table, laying her out for me. She squirmed up on the table as if trying to get away from me.
“Nuh-uh. No, you don’t. You’re going to stay right on the edge here. Bend those knees, baby. Let me see that pretty pussy.”
I dragged her back down the picnic table until she was on the edge in front of me. She bent her knees for me, and I parted them wider. She was soaked and swollen. I swiped a single digit through her slit so I could taste it one last time, sucking my finger. God, she was my addiction.
“Reed, please,” she begged again.
“I know, sweetheart. You need it so bad. And you’ve been such a good girl for me. I’ll give you exactly what you want.” I pulled down my pants, letting my throbbing cock bob between us. Precum was already leaking at the tip. It wasn’t going to take much more from me, either. “Now give me those beautiful, brown eyes and watch how perfectly we fit together.”
I gave myself a stroke before positioning at her entrance.
“Reed, I love you. Please don’t break me,” she whined.
My gut clenched, my eyes jumping from where I was sliding into her to her face. She was still watching me as I disappeared inside her. She was so goddamn heartbreakingly beautiful. I gulped, my heart cracking, thinking this may be the last time I ever heard those words from her once she knew about my past.
As I bottomed out, I stilled, tipping her chin back to look at me as I laid her head back on the table. “I’ll always love you, Lina Larsen.”
Her brows pinched as if she were in pain, and I wondered if she could read my thoughts. I leaned down to brush a kiss across her lips, letting her taste us, as I started to move insideher. She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me to her, pressing her mouth to mine. Her knees tightened at my hips while I thrust inside her. Her nails dug into my shoulders as it intensified.
I pulled back, then, to look at her, needing to see what she looked like beneath me. Wanting to sear this moment into my brain. Her eyes were closed, her mouth falling open, panting. She looked like she was in complete rapture. On another plane. I wanted to be on that ride with her.
“Come for me, baby?” I asked, but she only responded with a throaty groan. “Fuck, baby. I can’t hold back anymore. I need to fuck you.” I wrapped my hand around her throat, squeezing not too tight but just tight enough, feeling her thumping pulse beneath my fingers. I gripped her as I fucked her, pounding her pussy as it tightened around me like a vise grip, milking me.
She cried out, her nails digging deeper, puncturing my skin beneath my shirt. I hoped those fucking marks were still there in the morning. Her body stiffened beneath me.
“You’re mine!” I yelled, not caring who heard.
The pressure in my spine burst through my balls, my dick twitching as I spilled into her, filling her to the brim. Her pussy fluttered and pulsed around me while I shot rope after rope of cum into her.
Her body settled beneath me. I held her, not wanting to lose this connection. Our chests heaved as we caught our breath, hearts pounding in sync. I continued to twitch inside her while I felt her pulse, riding aftershock after aftershock. Her warm breaths were like wind gusts against my neck as she caught her breath.
I kissed her temple, trailing my lips down her cheek and along her jaw, down the curve of her neck. She arched against me, though her limbs were loose, her body spent. I ran a hand down her chest, my lips never leaving her as I slowly pulled out.I was leaking from her. I couldn’t help myself and had to shove it back in. Her body twitched at the sudden invasion of my touch as I pushed my cum back inside her with my finger.
I lowered her dress, helping her sit up. Gathering her in my arms, I whispered in her ear, “Come on, sweetheart, let’s get you inside and cleaned up. There’s something I need to tell you.”
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reed
My heart was pounding out of my chest, and I felt like I was going to be sick. This was not going to be a fun conversation, and I’ve never been so nervous in my life. I could feel my body tightening like a bowstring, like a cocked gun ready to fire. But I needed to take care of Lina first.
I wet a washcloth and cleaned her up in the bathroom. I dropped tentative, healing kisses to her wrists and ankles before rubbing lotion into the slight rope burns that were left behind. Her eyes were heavy with fatigue, her body soft and pliable. She didn’t resist me when I took her dress off, replacing it with one of my T-shirts, then scooping her up and taking her to sit on the couch with me.
“Do you want something to drink?” I asked her, needing to break our silence. It was unnerving for her to be so quiet, and it put me on a different kind of edge than earlier.
“Water, please.” She stretched out, pulling a blanket off the back of the couch to wrap around her.
