Chapter Eight
Kelley cried out asCrow thrust harder within her.She knew this was not making love.This was cold, hard fucking, and she relished every second of it, moaning his name.
She couldn’t help but close her eyes.They had started making love, facing one another.She’d stared into his eyes, and the truth was, she was basking in every single second she got with him.Time was a cruel beast.Christmas was right around the corner.Then it would be the New Year, and the man she loved more than anything would be gone.
There were so many times she wanted to tell him she loved him.There was also a small part of her that wanted to beg him not to go.She never wanted him to leave.But she couldn’t keep him here, if he didn’t want to stay.And that broke her heart.
He was going to leave her behind, but at least she would have these moments.She didn’t know what she was going to do if she ended up pregnant.They hadn’t been using any protection.Being a mother both terrified and excited her.
She would never dream of selling her child, like her mother did.That was fucking evil.At the same time, she didn’t know what a mother was supposed to be like.What if she by some cruel twist of fate ended up exactly like her mother?She never wanted to have kids if that was the case.
Then another part of her brain told her she would be able to raise a child, because she wouldcare.Her mother didn’t care.All she did was complain about what a pain Kelley was.How she very nearly ruined her body.That she was nothing more than a dead weight.
Kelley pushed all that crap to the back of her mind.There was no room for it today.Not with her time being short.Crow had grabbed her hands and had them pinned at the base of her back.It wasn’t tight, but just comfortable.
She let out a little moan as he pulled all of the way out and then slammed in hard and deep.The sound of his flesh hitting hers filled the room, echoing off the walls.She was never going to forget this.
Suddenly, she felt his fingers sliding between her thighs, and once again he started to tease her clit.He liked to do this—get her worked up and withhold her orgasm, making her work for it, then he’d stop.He’d been so cruel the last couple of times, and she was desperate for an orgasm.Crow stroked her clit, sliding two fingers either side of her nub, working her pussy.She whimpered his name, and he groaned hers.
“That’s right, baby.Come for me, Kelley.”
She loved when he said her name, and it was like her body belonged to his.She was no longer in control of it.He was the master of her body.
She went crashing right over the edge, screaming his name, begging for more, not wanting him to stop.The pleasure was next level, and it wasn’t anything she could describe.He knew exactly what he was doing, and she relished every second and didn’t want him to stop.
It felt so good.Better than good.
Even as she was still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm, it didn’t take away from the feel as he let go of her hands, and she had no choice but to place them on the bed.He grabbed her hips tightly and fucked her even harder, going so deep it was almost at the point of pain.She couldn’t stop.
He sent her higher and higher, until she couldn’t think, and then as he came, she was shocked by the force of his orgasm.The kick of his cock as he spilled wave upon wave of his cum deep inside her.It felt so good.And it seemed to go on forever.
She loved that after his orgasm had finished, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed his face against her neck.This felt like something ...more.They didn’t move, and Kelley didn’t dare say a word as he kissed her neck.His cock was still deep inside her.
“Would you like to go to the clubhouse with me on Christmas Eve?”
She opened her eyes, as she had closed them.“The clubhouse?Don’t you mean the bar?”
“Nah, they’re not opening it this year.They’re having a Christmas Eve celebration.There’s going to be a Santa.”
He’d never invited her to the bar or the clubhouse.Was it wrong of her to get her hopes up?
“Uh, sure, but don’t forget I’m working that day until seven.”
“Yeah, yeah, I remember.Fucking vultures, opening on Christmas Eve.”
