I just hold her.
When her body slumps like she can’t hold her own weight, I scoop her up into my arms.
“Oh wow,” she breathes out, pressing her face into the crook of my neck.
Her flushed naked skin against mine makes my skin feel like it’s buzzing.
“I need...” I don’t even recognize my own voice. My pulse is roaring through my veins.
It’s honestly a little scary.
It feels like the drugs.
“You need what?” She murmurs, blinking up at me.
Her bright green eyes dart between mine. She’s always had a way of knowing what I’m thinking.
“You need me.” She says it like it’s obvious. Is it that obvious? Maybe. Probably. I don’t know. I also don’t know if I care.
“Yes,” I growl.
“Then take me,” she says.
She reaches behind her back, unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the floor. It joins the rest of her clothes.
“How do you want me? I can?—“
I don’t even give her a chance to finish her sentence. I’m hefting her up into my arms as I stand, pinning her back against the wall of the bathroom.
“Need,” I growl, tugging down the waistband of my sweatpants and boxers, impatiently pressing forward.
Her eyes go wide as I press my cock against her slick folds.
“You’re huge—“ She squeaks.
Her nails dig into my shoulders as I press forward. My widehips spread her thighs open. She’s pinned between me and the wall, held up by my cock sliding inside her pussy.
Fuck.
She’s so soft. And wet. She envelops me completely.
I’ve only ever used my hand. I don’t think I can ever use my hand again.
Nothing can compare to this. To her. Nothingeverwill.
“Oh God,” she moans, baring her neck to me as I work her down onto my cock. “Please, Rage, I need—I need?—“
My hands dig into the globes of her ass and I work her up and down my cock.
“Mine,” I growl. It’s like my vocabulary has completely disappeared. That’s the only word I can say.
“Yes. Yes, I’m yours. Completely yours—fuck—I’m yours, Rage,” she pants, her eyes heavy-lidded as she looks up at me.
I lean down and kiss her. It’s sloppybecause I’m so focused on keeping her moving up and down on me, but she doesn’t seem to mind.
She moans into my mouth, her hips shifting with my movements.
My knot swells, teasing against her entrance with each downstroke.
