I squeezed my eyes, cutting off my vision but feeding more perception to my other senses. My skin begged to connect with hers. My heart growled to thump against hers. And my cock fucking punished me for not being inside her.
“Fuck it.”
I gave in.
Falling on her again, she gasped as I shoved her hard against the stall.
“Fuck talking.” I kissed her lips, her chin, her cheeks. “I need you, Nila. I need every inch of you.”
“Take me.” She cried out as my hand gathered her gown, bunching it over her hip. “Please—please don’t stop.”
“I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want you,” I groaned as she opened her legs. “Never loved anyone as much as I love you.”
She gasped as I grabbed the back of her knee, hooking it over my hip. Something ripped—her hem or coat—I didn’t care. Her heel dug into my arse as she ground against my cock.
I shuddered. My hand slapped against the stall to prevent my body from crushing her.
“Don’t stop.” Wrapping her arms around my neck, she dragged me back to her.
My side twinged and my forehead pricked with pain, but I didn’t care. My cock ruled me now and it wanted to be inside her that fucking instant.
Fumbling with one hand, I wrenched aside my belt and jerked down my jeans and boxer-briefs. The clothing had come courtesy of Flaw, along with alift back to Hawksridge, sworn silence, and a note to deliver to Jasmine.
My cock leapt from my trousers, rippling with need and sticky with pre-cum. Fisting the base, I rocked against her, desperately trying to find her entrance.
Her fingers clawed my shoulders, tugging me closer but holding me away at the same time. “Wait—wait—”
“I can’t wait.”
“But you were shot...you probably shouldn’t—” Her hands dropped, stroking my naked hips, digging her nails into my flesh. “Are you okay to do this?”
I kissed her again. “I’m going to show you how okay I am by making love to you.” I thrust against her.
She shook her head. “Wait!” Her attention shot to my torso, seeking wounds. I had no intention of taking my t-shirt off and showing her the bandage hiding the stitched area or mentioning my broken rib.
Didn’t she get it? None of that fucking mattered as she was the best painkiller around.
I’d never felt so good having her in my arms, trumping death, defeating the impossible.
“You argue with me again, and I’ll make you come apart over and over until you believe me.”
“But—”
“Stop it.” Pressing a finger over her lips, I silenced her. “Quiet.” The tip of my cock found her tight heat. “If you stop me from taking you, I’ll die. I’ll literally have a heart attack.”
Her head fell backward as I teased, hovering so close but not taking her. Pushing up the tiniest bit, we trembled with pleasure. My head bowed, pressing against the stall behind her as I did my best to stay in control. My thighs bunched as every instinct bellowed to drive inside her. “I need you so much I can scarcely breathe.”
Her emotions ran crazy, battering me from all directions.
Lust.
Fear.
Questions.
Love.
“Quit thinking so hard; you’re distracting me.” Looking into her eyes, I traced her cheek, soothing her rioting thoughts. “All I want to feel from you, Nila, is desire. All the other stuff...we can talk about it later.” I kissed her softly. “Now, be quiet, stop thinking, and let me fuck you.”
