Flexing my hips, I withdrew from her tight cunt and drive back in again. I do it hard. I do it fast. And within a few strokes we’re panting for breath and sweat coats my brow.
“Harder,” Livi demands.
I let go of one hip and put my hand over her mouth. “Shh. Anyone walking past will hear.”
“Don’t care.” She rocks harder against me, her words muffled by my palm. “I need more.”
“Okay. But no sound.”
She nods. And I do as asked.
I drive her into the door at her back. The handle rattles, the hinges creak, and still I pound into her as though my life depends on it.
There will be no going back to the party. Not after I’ve finished fucking both our brains out. It doesn’t matter how many times I get inside her, each time feels like the first. The best.
My brain has been scrambled since that first night in my office and I can’t say I’m sorry.
Nothing about my relationship with Livi makes me sorry.
Except the time we spend apart.
I’m so done with living separately. So done with waiting for her to catch up but I promised not to push, and I’ll keep my word even if it kills me.
“I can’t get enough of you. Of being inside you.” I pant against her hot throat.
“Me either.” Her words are jagged with her choppy breaths. “Move in with me.”
I freeze mid-stroke. My balls scream at me to keep going but every muscle has seized. I lift my head and curse the dark room. “What did you say?”
“Move in with me.”
“In your apartment?”
“No.”
“Then—”
“I want to buy a house together.”
I suck in a breath. “You wanted to wait…” Would I finally get my ring on her finger? Hers on mine?
“I’m ready, Carter.”
“Are you sure? You know what I want to happen before we move in together.” She knows because I’ve spent every day since that afternoon in her apartment asking her to marry me.
“I want that too. I want it all.”
“All?”
“I want to stop taking the pill.”
My heart stops. Kicks back in at double time. “I…yes. Jesus fucking Christ yes!” I slam my mouth on hers.
I fuck into her mouth with my tongue. Buck my hips and fuck her with my cock.
Pressing her harder into the door, I let go of her hips and trail my hands up her sides until I reach her breasts.
Using thumbs and forefingers, I tweak her nipples through her dress just the way she likes and have her screaming into my mouth in less than a minute.
