My thumb swipes absently across her bare thigh. I’ve missed her. She’s always here, in our home, like she’s supposed to be. But after her apartment got broken into, I’ve spent most of my nights in the office downstairs, trying to figure out who the fuck is onto her. Whoever did it covered their tracks too well when they deleted that day’s footage from the security cameras.
Not to mention the orange she found on her glass table when I was away in London. I keep thinking about it, driving myself insane because there’s only one person I know who peeled his oranges like that when we were in the army together. But Cole is dead, and I feel fucking crazy for even considering thealternative. The only other option is that someone’s trying to mess with us. I just need to figure out who.
A soft whimper gets my attention and I realize two of my fingers have dipped inside Dove’s pussy. She’s wet, and the silky feel of her wrapped around my skin makes me hungry. I’ve already fucked her twice before she fell asleep in my arms, but it’s not enough. It never is.
The way this woman owns my heart is in no way normal or sane. One minute she’s Cole’s little sister and I leave her crying in front of her house, and the next I’m on my knees for her. She’s my drug. And my fucking kryptonite. She could ask me for anything, anything in this world, and I’d give it to her.
I nuzzle her hair out of her face and she nestles deeper into my chest. My body roars to life, my cock already straining against my gray boxers. Fuck, there’s nothing prettier than the sight of her naked next to me. The juicy crease of her toned thighs, the taut abdomen peaking with her soft and shaved pussy lips, her raspberry-colored nipples and the plump breasts rising up and down with her breathing… my mouth waters, begging me to have another taste.
“I’m going to need to use this pussy again, angel,” I whisper. “Awake or not.”
I wore her out earlier, so I don’t expect her to wake until I work her body. But I don’t mind it at all.
I pull on the sheet that covers her ass and leg, revealing her to me fully, then push her onto her back, her body limp with exhaustion. My thumb drags over her pink nipple as I cup the softness of her breast. I lower my head, taking her nipple into my mouth.
My teeth rake over it and my tongue wraps around it, pulling it away from her body. A moan slips past her lips, and I feel her hands digging into my hair. I smile with her nipple still in mymouth as I work one hand between her legs, putting pressure on her engorged clit.
I let her nipple pop out of my mouth, her breast swaying softly back into place. My tongue darts out, licking the side of it, eating her up like it’s my last meal on execution day.
“Rowan…” she mumbles, her body gently squirming under my shadow.
I pause, but only to grip her slender wrists and pin them above her head with one hand. She gasps, her big hazel eyes fluttering open before they melt into mine. I bring my finger to my lips, tapping them, asking her to be quiet. I love hearing her moan, but right now her voice is mine. And she understands that.
“Good girl,” I whisper the moment her lips close again. “You won’t need your voice until I give it back to you.”
I push my free hand between our bodies, shoving down the front of my boxers and pulling out my hard cock. Stroking it a few times, I then glide it up and down her warm pussy. Her knees bend in the air, giving me full access and a close-up look at the way she coats me with her wetness.
She feels like fucking heaven, and I’m not even inside her yet.
Her lips part, showing me a flash of pink tongue and white teeth, but no words come out, just her scattered breaths. I ease the tip of my cock into her hole and feel her soft muscles clench around me. I pump in and out of the entrance, not going any farther than that. Not yet.
Her eyes roll back, and honestly, so do mine. I’m high on this tight cunt, and nothing,nothinghas ever come close to what I’m feeling now. The wet sound of her arousal fills the air, mingled with cute little whimpers that tell me she wants more.
My needy little slut.
Cock in her sweet pussy, my hand grips her hip as I work myself deeper inside. Her face scrunches as she’s still adjustingto my size. She’s so small there’s barely any room inside, but she can take me—she knows she can.
I give her one harder thrust, losing myself in her soft body and the smell of sugared strawberries and summer rain. Her bent knees part more, giving me the sight of her small asshole. I stare down between us, seeing my cock go in and out of her soaked cunt. It grows harder and is on the brink of being painful.
How can I want something so much when I already have it?
“Fuck.” I let out a ragged breath, fucking her hard. Her breasts bob up and down. She whimpers and bites her lip, wanting to be a good girl for me and stay silent. Her eyes are hooded and glassy, and she tries to move her hands again and again. I keep them pinned down, not giving her the chance.
“A good little cum hole. That’s what you are, angel,” I whisper while panting.
My words spread from her ears down her spine and into her cunt. I can see it in the way she writhes and feel it in the way her muscles clench around my cock. I watch her squirm and plead with her eyes, savoring every second of knowing she’s mine.
I let go of her hip and use my now-free hand to push one finger into her ass. Instantly, her head turns and she hides her face in the mattress. She gets so embarrassed, but she can’t hide her body’s reactions from me. She loves having her ass filled—with toys, my hands, my cock—it doesn’t matter. One day soon, she’ll learn to beg me to fill it with my cum.
“Please,” she cries out, her voice husky from sleep.
I stop fucking her, leaving my cock unmoving in her cunt as I pump my finger in and out of her ass.
Her head tilts back, her body tenses, and her eyes squeeze shut.
There you are.
“Rowan—” she breathes out, her cunt and ass clenching around me at the same time.
