And fuck, she does.
She falls apart in the most intense way.Head thrown back, mouth open, face twisted in this perfect blend of pleasure and surrender.There’s no holding it back.No pretending.Just raw, chaotic need.Her moans hit my ears like gasoline to a flame, every sound she makes fueling the fire inside me.
I can’t look away.Watching her fall apart under my touch is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.Every shake, gasp.Every filthy sound spilling from her lips is addictive.I swear, I’ll never get enough of this.Of her or the way she gives in when she trusts me to take her there.
Finally, when I ease back, her skin flushed and glistening, her breathing shallow and uneven, I lift my hand.My fingers glisten with her release.I lock eyes with her as I bring them to her mouth.
“Open,” I say, voice rough, dripping with need.“Taste how fucking good you are.”
Her lips part instantly.I push my fingers past them, and she closes around them, sucking hard.Her mouth alone is enough to make my cock throb painfully.Her eyes flutter shut, her tongue swirling over my fingers as if she’s savoring every drop, and I can’t take my eyes off her.
“Jesus, Red,” I mutter.“You don’t know what you fucking do to me.”
But I think she does.That smug, satisfied, fucked-out look that screams she owns me.
When I pull my fingers free, I don’t give her a second to catch her breath.
I’m on her before she can blink.Leaning in, crashing my mouth to hers in a kiss that’s all hunger and heat and fucking possession.It’s rough, messy.It’s everything I’ve been holding back
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I growl against her lips, my voice thick with promise.My forehead presses to hers for half a second, just breathing her in like I need it to stay sane.
Then I pull back.
Damn, she’s a vision.Sprawled out on my bed, hair tangled against the pillow, cheeks flushed, lips kiss-swollen and parted as she fights to catch her breath.Her nipples are tight, her chest rising and falling.Her legs are open, her thighs slick with arousal, her entire body screaming for me to claim her.
My girl.
My Red.
I stand at the edge of the bed, looming over her, grabbing her knees and pushing them wider, just so I can take in every inch of what’s mine.Her slickness catches the light, her folds glistening, pulsing with need.
I reach down and pop the button on my jeans, dragging the zipper down with one slow pull.The second the fabric loosens, my cock springs free, rock hard, thick, and already leaking.Her eyes drop, her lips part.
“See what you fucking do to me, Red,” I rasp, voice rough with need as I wrap my hand around my cock, giving it one slow stroke.Her eyes stay locked on the movement, pupils blown wide, mouth still parted, chest rising and falling.
I pull my jeans the rest of the way down, step out of them, and walk over to the drawer.I yank it open, grab a condom, rip it open with my teeth.I roll it on, keeping my gaze fixed on her.
I return to her, kneel between her thighs, and press the thick head of my cock right against her entrance.But I don’t push in.Not yet.
Instead, I drag the tip through her folds, letting it glide over her clit in slow, teasing passes.She moans, desperate for more.I keep at it, watching her fall apart from just this.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” I growl, touching her clit again with the tip.“You want it that bad, hey Red?You want me to fill this tight little pussy?”
She nods, her lips trembling, and her eyes plead.
I slam into her in one smooth thrust, burying myself to the hilt.Her back arches off the bed with a cry, her pussy clenching tight around me.The fucking grip of her knocks the breath from my lungs.
“Shit,” I groan, fists gripping her hips.
I pull out slowly, then slam back in harder, my hips snapping forward, the sound of skin on skin echoing through the room.Her moans are loud and needy, and I lose any last shred of restraint I had.
I fuck her hard and deep, each thrust rougher than the last.Her body takes all of it, her nails dragging down my arms as she cries out my name.
“Reece… oh my god… fuck… don’t stop.”
Damn, the way she moans has a hold on me I won’t ever break free from.It crests beneath my skin, sinks into my bones, and pushes every ounce of control out of my body.Her body shudders underneath me, legs trembling, arms thrown back, mouth parted in that perfect, fucked-out way.
“You love this, don’t you?”I growl.My hands slide down, gripping her hips, holding her in place. “You’re mine, Red.Fucking say it.”
