I want to be inside of her. She’s ready for me, but I want to make her come like this before I bend her over this bed and bury myself to the root. I am going to do just that, too. I’m going to watch my cock slide in and out of her. I’m going to see the evidence of how wet I make her glisten against my skin.
Wrenly is going to be my complete undoing.
My control is completely lost when it comes to her. Moving my other hand from her breast, I shift it around to her back and gently push her down.
“Put your hands on the bed,” I murmur.
She does. Dancing my fingers down her back, I grip her hip, my front still folded over her back while I continue to play with her wet cunt. Circling her clit, I press my thumb against the sweet little nub.
I’m not going to be able to make her come before I bury myself inside of her. I need to feel her right this fucking minute. Shifting my hips back slightly, I press the head of my cock against her center and slowly sink inside of her.
Wrenly’s head flies backward, landing against my shoulder. Keeping my thumb pressed against her clit, I start to move it in firm circles as I allow her body to adjust to my intrusion.
She whimpers.
Her hips shift slightly against my touch, but I have her wrapped in my arms with nowhere to go. Wrenly moans, turning her head. I feel her lips slide across the underside of my jaw. A shiver of desire climbs up my spine.
Fuck, she feels good.
“Sunshine, I’m hanging on by a thread here.”
I feel her breath against my skin before she speaks. “Please, Eli. I need more.”
Fuck.
If it’s more she wants, then it’s more she’s going to get. “Put your fingers between your legs, Wrenly. I’m going to fuck you now.”
She mewls, and the sound goes straight to my cock. Slipping my fingers from between her thighs, I grip her hips with my fingertips, straighten my back, and when I feel her nails gently glide against my balls, I clench my teeth.
Rearing back, I slip my dick almost completely out of her, tipping my chin as I smirk at the sight of her wetness coating me, then bury myself deep inside of her again with a moan. Her entire body trembles beneath me, her hips rearing back, silently begging for more.
The move unleashes me, and I fuck her. It’s hard and relentless. She cries out softly, begging me for more. It’s better than I could have imagined. And I can’t wait to do it again, every single night until the day I die.
Keeping my attention focused on our connection, I move inside of her, hand over hers. I feel her fingers between her legs and the wetness that follows. She’s climbing higher and higher. I’m ready for her to tip over the edge.
I’m close myself, but I’m going to grit my teeth and wait for her. I need to feel her cunt squeeze me. I need her to be right here with me. I need to know that she’s mine. Biting the inside of my cheek, I don’t stop moving.
I continue my hard and fast pace until I feel it.
Until I hear her.
Until Ifeelher.
Wrenly comes, and I follow right behind her. One thrust, then two before I bury myself deep inside of her and fill her with my cum. Her pussy pulses around me, holding me inside of her, and there is literally nowhere else I would rather be right now but right fucking here with my woman.
TWENTY-THREE
WRENLY
Sitting on the plane,I stare out of the window, watching as Ryan and I take off and leave Ohio. I’ve never wanted to have a plane turn around more than I do right at this very moment.
I inhale a deep breath and hold it for a moment, then let it out slowly. Ryan claps. His focus is out of the little plane window. My focus is in the same place but for a different reason. I’m not mesmerized by the clouds. I’m preoccupied with thoughts of Eli.
Thoughts of me and Eli and how I’m going to fit into his life. How he’s going to fit in our lives. I want to be part of him and for him to be part of us. I want to move to Ohio and really try. I never thought I would be back here, that I would want to live here.
Not just because the sex is amazing but because I’ve lived two years thinking the absolute wrong thing, a miscommunication that could have been avoided had I just answered the phone. Had I been adult enough to just talk to Eli, things would have been drastically different.
But maybe this is the way it’s supposed to be.
