Her hands glide up my arms, then back down to my obliques. “No. Nobody.”
“Good. It’s fucking mine.” I push deeper inside her, rocking the headboard into the wall.
My skin prickles with sweat as her legs come up and wrap around me. “Deeper.” She begs.
I comply, pushing myself balls deep inside her. She’s tight, gripping my dick so fantastically. It comforts me. It makes me feel like all is right in the world. She didn’t hurt me. I didn’t hurt her. We are forgiving each other.
My forehead falls to her shoulder and she nips at my ear before whispering, “I love you, Casen. I always have.”
Her words fuel me. I push deeper. She moans. I slam into her harder. She screams. I’m one with Embyr and my feelings for her and for everything else come pouring back into me. My body is consumed with rage, hurt, lust, love, forgiveness. I’m digging deeper into my soul than I ever have. I can’t handle them all at one time.
“Turn over.” I command, pulling out of her and flipping her onto her stomach.
I grab her hips, lifting them up until she’s on her knees, and run my hands over her smooth ass. I reach down in front of me, grabbing her hands and lifting them to my headboard. “Don’t move them,” I tell her as I align my cock between her legs and push inside her easily. She’s so fucking wet. My fingers delve into her hair, and I pull out almost all the way before slamming back into her.
“Yes!” She cries as she tries to drop her head but I tighten my grip on her hair.
“You’re fucking soaked, Embyr.” I slap her ass as hard as I can, and she rears back. “You like that.”
She’s under my control now. I have a hold on her hips, squeezing them as I plunge into her over and over, earning myself a moan each and every time. They get louder with each thrust. I slap her ass again, taking what’s mine. What’s always been mine. My cock is slick with her arousal and her previous orgasms making it easy to sink into her deeper than ever before. With each breath, she gets louder and my cock becomes hard as a rock.
“Fuck.” She breathes. “Fuck. Fuck. Jesus, Casen. Harder.”
Sweat trickles from my temple down to my cheek. I didn’t think it was possible but I fuck her harder. Our slick bodies rubbing against one another. Ripples start to rack through her body and I lean over, placing a light squeeze on her throat. It sets her over the edge. Embyr’s pussy convulses with her fourth orgasm of the night and I look down to where we are joined. I watch my dick glide into her as I start to come. I pull out of her, letting go of her throat, and place my cock against the crack of her ass, watching as my come shoots out onto her.
I pump myself one, two, three times, getting every last drop on her beautiful back, before she falls to her stomach.
“That was…” she pauses, “intense.”
I gently lay beside her, propping my head up as she turns to me. “It was.”
“I’m exhausted.” She bites her lip.
I drag it from between her teeth. “I am too. Stay the night.”
Her eyes search my face. “If you want me to.” I nod. “Okay, then. On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You need to get a towel and clean your come off me.” She laughs.
I look down toward her back and pinch her ass. “I guess if I have to. It looks pretty good on you.”
She gets serious for a moment. “I said I love you.”
“You did.” I confirm. Despite all the feelings I still have for her, I just am not ready to say it back to her. Not yet. “Embyr, I…”
She places a finger over my lips. “I meant it. I do love you, but I don’t want you to say it back until you’re ready.”
“Okay,” I respond, pushing her hair back out of her eyes and kissing her nose.
***
“I could get used to this,” Embyr’s sweet voice says the next morning, coming from the entryway to the kitchen.
I throw a towel over my shoulder and walk over to kiss her. “I got up early and ran. Picked up some stuff on the way back since I figured after last night you would be starving.”
She bites my lip, wrapping her arms around my warm skin. “Famished.”
