And when she crashes, I push her through it, not giving her even a moment to catch her breath, not when desperation and obsession spur my every move.
My hands bruise where they hold, her pussy yielding to every brutal pound of my hips.
She feeds off it, stealing parts of me, and all I want to do is give her more.
Breathless, I drop her back onto the mattress and cover her with my body, rolling my hips against her clit as I continue to saw my cock in and out of her. She’s as breathless as I am, her body wrapping around me as I bring her back up, focusing on the way her cunt flutters and clamps around the thick length of me.
I knew allowing myself a single taste would be my ruin. You don’t fall for a woman like Elena and hope to come out alive.
She is the devil in lace.
“Knox,” She whispers my name, a tremor in her voice, and I know she’s right there again.
Flipping us, I land on my back as her thighs stretch over my hips.
“Fucking ride me, Elena,” I grasp her thighs, justbelow the bruising, “Take it.”
“Yes,” She cries, her hips bounce against my cock as she runs her hands up her abdomen and fists her tits, pinching her own nipples. She is a damn masterpiece you can’t stop staring at, erotic and seductive, a feast for both the body and the mind.
I feel the muscles in my neck tighten as my head tilts back, the feel of her moving on my cock too much and not enough.
She leans over me, balancing herself on my chest as she latches onto my neck with her mouth, biting and sucking at the same time. And I can’t fucking stop it. The touch of pain with the feel of her perfect pussy moving over my length has me exploding. Grasping her hips, I hold her onto me, emptying myself into her as she convulses around me, draining me for every last drop while her mouth continues to suck at my neck, likely leaving a mark.
Her tongue licks over the bite when she releases, and she sits up, my cock still buried in her body.
“You mark me, cowboy,” She purrs, “I mark you back.”
“Fucking carve your name into my chest, darlin’,” I rasp.
“Tempting,” She licks her lips and rolls her hips, the bolt of pleasure that shoots through me making me jerk against the bed.
“I need to feed you,” I grumble, grasping her to lift her off of me. She rolls onto the mattress beside me, tucking her hands beneath her head to watch me get up. Her eyes devour me, taking in every inch of me, and it makes me feel ten feet tall.
Pulling on my boxers, I quickly head into the bathroom to grab a washcloth so she can stand and catch my reflection in the mirror.
A large purple bruise now takes up space on the side of my throat, the skin still slightly indented by her teeth.
But I’m not mad at the obvious claim she’s placed on me, fuck, I’ll show it to the whole damn world.
Returning to her, I swipe the cloth between her legs, grinning when I clean up her pussy and she jolts, the sensitivity rising goosebumps on her skin.
She pulls on a pair of my flannel pajamas, pulling the string at the waist as tight as it goes, but the things drown her, and when she puts one of my tees on, you can’t see her shape at all.
But damn, she looks good in my clothes.
I leave her in the kitchen once we are downstairs to head out to the mess house, the smell of dinner already wafting from the open windows. The rain is still falling, forming puddles on the ground, but it should stop by morning. We’ve needed the rain; summers here get dry quickly, and with that comes a lot of risks — wildfires, lackof water for the livestock and crops — so I don’t complain when the storms batter us like this.
Chase is serving up the food when I step inside, shaking off the water from my hair.
“Hot fucking damn,” He whistles, and I already know what he’s about to do. “They finally fucked.”
“Chase,” I warn him.
“We were wondering how long it would take,” He jokes.
“My sex life is none of your concern.”
He laughs, “Just happy for ya, boss.”
