Neither of us says anything, but I can hear his breathing, deep and labored and harsh. “Fuck this,” he growls, and then his lips are pressed to mine, and his hands are on my thighs, pulling my dress up around my waist because even in a pitch-black closet, Wild knows my entire body by heart.
This is the worst fucking idea,my mind practically screams at me.
He’s upset, and it’s making him feral and reckless, yet I can’t stop him. It’s just like it’s always been. We feed off each other’s energy, and his obsession with me makes me equally desperate for him.
I move her so she’s pressed up against the door of the closet while my lips are still against hers like I want to devour her. Halle was the only thing that could keep me grounded while my life became a fucking shit show, and I desperately needed it.
Neededher.
“Tell me we’ll get through anything,” I whisper against her neck while I slowly play with her underwear. I gently slide them down her legs, and there’s a faint sound when they hit the floor. I push my groin against her, my cock growing impatient with each thrust against her, and my balls already tingling painfully with the need to empty myself inside her.I move my lips from hers and trail them down her neck, taking a second to flick my tongue over the tattoo behind her ear that I could find even in the dark.
“We’ll get through anything. We always have.” She sighs as her hands find the back of my head, and she runs her fingers through the strands. I press a few more kisses to her neck before I stop, not wanting to get carried away. I don’t want to accidentally leave a mark there, so I lower myself to my knees in front of her, knowing exactlywhereI can leave my mark.
“Wild… not here,” she tells me, but there’s no conviction in her voice, which means she could easily be convinced otherwise.
“Yes, fucking here. Fucking everywhere, as a matter of fact. There’s nowhere in the world I won’t want to fucking touch you. So now, I’m going to bury my tongue between your legs becauseit will make us both fucking feel better.” This isn’t the first time I’ve fucked her in a dark closet, completely deprived of one of my senses and relying on the others while I fuck her. And based on the two conversations I've had tonight, I doubt it will be my last. But I refuse to give her up.
I refuse to give us up.
I don’t waste a second before my lips are on her, my tongue swiping through her smooth slit over and over and rolling it over her clit.
“Shit,” she whispers while I help her lift her leg over my shoulder. “Your mouth is so fucking good.” She grabs the back of my head just as I grip her ass cheeks hard, giving her the leverage to grind herself harder against my mouth. “Make me come,” she whispers. “I want to come all over your gorgeous face.”
“You'd better. I want to smell you on my beard for the rest of the night,” I growl, feeling her get wetter with every lick. “I want every person in there to know that only I get the fucking honor of making you come.” I momentarily stop fucking her with my mouth to press my nose against her and take a deep inhale. “Fuck, you smell so good. Your scent has got me so hard I’m dripping into my briefs,” I tell her before I suction my lips around her clit.
“Fuck, Sebastian, I’m close already.”
“I know, baby. I know. You’re doing so good, giving me what I want.” I continue to lap at her roughly, knowing she’s close and knowing just what to do to push her over the edge. I bring my hand up, pushing two fingers inside her while I continue to flick my tongue against her clit rapidly.
“Fuck me,” she moans as she pulls at my hair harder.
“I will, baby. Goddammit, my dick is so fucking hard for you right now.” I drag my other hand over my covered dick, doing my best to calm it so I don’t explode the second I get inside her,but I can’t help it. I’ve always gotten hard by just the scent of her, but putting my mouth on her wet pussy has always had the power to push me to the edge. There have even been a few times when I’ve come just by eating her out alone.
Her body starts to shake, and then I hear a whimper and a soft cry, alerting me that she’s coming. “Oh my God, Wild, yes, yes, yes.” She pants as she spins her hips in a circle and rubs herself against me through the high of her climax.
I don’t give her a second to come down before I’m standing, and the sound of my pants and belt hitting the ground echoes through the tiny closet. I lower my briefs, and a moment later, I have her picked up and hoisted against the door. Her legs immediately wrap around my hips, and her arms go around my neck while I grip my dick to position myself at her entrance. We’ve done this position a hundred times, so that even in the dark, we know this dance by heart. My cock brushes against her softness at first, causing her to shudder in my arms before I push into her slowly, letting her feel every ridge of my dick inch by inch until I’ve bottomed out inside her.
Her face tucks into the side of my neck, holding me close while I begin slowly thrusting in and out of her. Her back is pressed against the door while I grip her ass, allowing me to drill in deeper. “What a perfect girl you are, taking my dick like this. Are you going to come all over my cock this time?”
“Fuck yes.”
I begin to fuck her harder in response, knowing that our time in here is dwindling. “I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel. This night is not fucking over. I need to fuck you while my eyes devour every inch of you. I hate that I can’t see your pretty face or your tits or cunt.”
“I know.”
The room is getting hotter, and sweat begins to bead at my temple. “But you have to come for me now.”
“It’s fine,” she moans. “Just come.”
“Not how it works,” I growl at her. “You come first.”
“I already came.” I can hear her whine like she’s trying to come, but it’s just out of reach. I know she’s probably in her head about how long we’ve been in here and the likelihood that people will be staring at us when we enter the room together, so it’s probably delaying her orgasm.
“I need you to do it again.” I move one of my hands up her body to wrap it around her throat and speak low in her ear. “Stop arguing with me. Do not worry about anything happening outside this closet. The only thing that matters is you and me, remember?”
“But…”
“You. And. Me,” I say, marking each word with a thrust. “Just like it’s always been. Your pretty pussy is squeezing my cock so hard. I know that means you’re close. Do you need some help?”
