His name is so loud on my lips, it leaves my ears ringing.
He kisses my pussy, then my ass cheek, before he says, “God, you’re incredible.”
His words warm me from the inside out. I go to fall onto the bed, to recover, but he has other ideas. Dermot notches himself at my entrance and enters me with one hard, delicious thrust. I grip the comforter, moaning loudly for him as he fills me deeply, wholly. To the point my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Fuck, babe.” My voice is strangled. “You feel so good, so big, so fucking mine.”
He grips my hips before he thrusts deeply once more, grunting in such a dirty way. He kisses the back of my neck, brushing my hair off my shoulder to kiss my ear. “Only yours,” he whispers in my ear, and I turn my head to meet his lips.
What should have been a quick peck isn’t enough. Suddenly, he pulls out of me and flips me onto my back with no effort, it seems. He covers my body with his, holding my face in his hands as his mouth takes mine in a heated, needy kiss. Our tongues play, our hearts pounding against each other, and I’m utterly lost for this man. I thread my fingers through his hair as our legs tangle, and our kiss turns more desperate.
I bite on his bottom lip, and he arches his hips into mine, his cock throbbing against my stomach. “I could come right now, just kissing you. You’re so fucking amazing, Maggie.”
“I told you. I only want you coming inside me,” I remind him before I push him onto his back, straddling his waist. He sits up, grabbing his cock, and I sink down on it as he grabs an ass cheek in his other hand. Each inch of him has me moaning louder until I’m fully impaled by him. I gasp for breath when he throbs inside me, and I’m so ready to come again. He kisses up my neck, then down before capturing my nipple in his lips as I grind against him, chasing my release.
“Fucking hell, babe. You feel like heaven.”
“I’m almost there.”
His eyes meet mine, and he brings his thumb to his lips. He sucks on it before putting it between us and pressing hard into my clit.
And I come like a fucking geyser.
I scream, and I swear I black out.
“Fuck yes, pretty girl. Strangle my cock with this perfect pussy.”
My legs shake next to his hips as he lifts me and brings me down on his cock, each time a bit harder and deeper than the last. His lips brush mine with each motion, and all I can do is hold on as he fucks me into oblivion. When he comes, he groans my name from his soul as he stills inside me, filling me to the brim.
I kiss his nose, then both his cheeks, before he takes my mouth with his and lies back with me on top of him. My cheek on his chest is soothing as I try to breathe.
We’re both gasping.
Our hearts pounding.
And I’ve never felt so perfect in my life.
I kiss his pec, then run my nose along the hair before cuddling into him. I know he’s leaking out of me, but I don’t dare move. I can’t.
Minutes pass, but neither of us says a word.
That wasn’t sex.
That was making love, and I think we both know it.
“Can I ask you something?” he whispers, and I can’t help but smile.
“Was that the best sex of my life? The answer is yes.”
His chuckle warms my soul as he cuddles me close, kissing my head. “Yeah, same. But that’s not what I wanted to ask.”
I lift my head, pressing my chin into his chest to meet his hooded gaze. “Ask me.”
He just fucked me to within an inch of my life, but he looks unsure. “Do you believe in that lock thing?”
I smile. “I mean, my parents did create it. So yeah, I do.”
He takes a deep breath. “Did you hang a lock with your ex-husband?”
