Like I’m going to turn down that kind of offer. Yea, fucking right.
Hands gripping both of her hips, I lift Saylor’s ass just to the top of the waterline, then slowly lower her back down as my cock pierces through her folds and slides inside her. I raise and lower her almost too slow, painstakingly slow, but I need her to feel every inch of what I’m giving to her.
I want her to have it. I need her to have it. She will take it.
“Oh, God, Corrin,” Saylor cries out as I finally press as deep as I can go in her. “Fuck me hard. Oh, please.”
She’s one step ahead of me, so I decide to skip the teasing portion of this evening’s program and give her what she is begging me for. Hard, fast, and deep.
Leaning back as far as the tub allows, I plant my feet flat on the bottom and use al the leverage I can force this cast iron tub to give and let it rip. I swing my hips up as I pull Saylor’s down into my lap and the water starts splashing over the edges in waves.
Up, down. Up, down. Up, down.
“Fuck, Saylor,” I growl. “I am going to fuck your pussy every day for the rest of our lives. I am going to fuck you until you scream my name and come all over my cock. I am going to fuck your pussy until it sucks the cum out of my cock and it finds it’s homein your belly and you give me a baby. I am going to fuck you in every position I can fold and bend and twist your body into until we are both drained of every orgasm we can give each other. Then then I am going to fuck you again just because I want to. You will come with me inside you. You will go to sleep with my cock inside you. You will wake up in the morning, screaming from the orgasm I just ripped out of you, with my cock still inside you. There will not be a day that you are on this Earth that I do not fuck you, make you come, and spill my seed inside you.”
Saylor’s left hand slips and she slaps the water over and over again as I keep pistoning myself inside her again and again and again.
“Fuck me. Fuck, yes. Oh, Corrin. Oh, fuck.”
Her words and breathy sighs drive me almost to the breaking point, but I won’t reach the crest myself until she does first.
I let her hips settle into the groove of mine, but don’t stop my thrusting. I trail my fingers along the crease of where her leg meets her hip, down to her folds, then press my middle finger against her hot button. Her pussy squeezes my cock so tight we get comes, I am right there with her, filling her with pulse after pulse of my seed.
While we both catch our breath, and Saylor collapses into my lap with no resistance or care, I hold her tight to my chest and thank the fucking Lord above that I was able to bring her home with me tonight. The whole damn incident with the fucker who thought he could take her from me for petty revenge, it is an experience I pray will never happen again.
I will cover my mo mhuirnín in bubble wrap and lock her in the apartment if any danger dare touch her again. It will never happen again. Not on my fucking watch. She will never leave my sight any time we are outside of these four walls.
I am protector. I am a guardian. She is my heart.
CHAPTER TWELVE
SAYLOR
After our bath, followed by a quick shower to wash all the stress and grime of today away, Corrin dries me off, then carries me to our bed. He threads one of his t-shirts over my head as I slide myarms in. He then kneels at my feet to help me step into a pair of my lose sleep pants. My pajamas have become one part his and one part mine, just like my heart.
My heart will always beat inside of my chest, but it will beat each day for him.
I know what I heard Corrin say to me before he rushed me out of the back of the club, and neither of us brought it up while we expressed our need for the other in the tub, but now I need to know. I need to hear him say it so I can say it back.
“Did you mean it?” I whisper into Corrin’s chest as I lay half on top pf him, my arm and chest and leg draped over him.
“Oh, Saylor,” he draws the words out then sighs. The wraps his left hand around the back of my neck a tilts my face up to meet his. “I love you now. Hell, I loved you the moment I saw you. And I will love you every day until the end of time.”
I crawl up until I am fully sprawled out top of him. I kiss his lips, feeling his love flow into me.
“I love you too, Corrin. I can’t wait to see what’s next for us.”
“Will you move in with me? Please?”
His sudden, out of the blue question sends a jolt all the way through me. I sit up, straddling his stomach. “What?”
“The house across the street is for sale.” He points at the wall to my right, in what I think is the direction of the road. “I can the realtor right now and put in an offer. My condo just sold today, so we could probably try to push for a quick sale. What do you say?”
“What if I don’t like it?” I can’t make this too easy for him. I would love nothing more than to scream yes at the top of my lungs, but I feel the need to be a little bit sassy.
He takes my goofiness with a grain of salt. Corrin threads his hands behind his head and just shrugs. “That’s what renovating is for. You can make your house be whatever you want.”
“Our house.” I hope he understands the meaning of my words.
