It all mixes in as his looming frame towers over me, the inked hand I know so well controlling my life with the tease of his pressure.
My supplier of oxygen, and my forbidden addiction.
I cum so hard, my scream dies off as it’s dragged away with the wind, lost somewhere within the woods, along with my sanity. It rolls over the cliff’s edge, never to be found again.
Because I’d kill for this man, if it meant I could spend an eternity wrapped within his darkness.
Saint’s hips jerk, one last harsh thrust as he fills me with his cum, feeling him pulsating as he follows me over.
My bones have liquified in the aftermath, and when his hand finally eases up the clasp around my neck, I drag in every ounce of air, my lungs burning as the chill air works its way back in.
Shadows blotch over the midnight sky above me, but those glowing irises bore down into me as he leans over me, pressing a tender kiss against my collarbone, peppering them as he reaches my lips, stroking his tongue against mine.
“Who do you belong to, Indie darling?” he breathes against our kiss, and suddenly, everything is clearer.
No more doubts, no more worries, no more pain.
The deepest of wounds heal within me, Saint’s touch, love and words acting as a remedy for each and every one.
Our darkened souls follow, binding into something untouchable.
Indestructible.
“You, Saint. I’ll always be yours.”
41
Indie
The Devil I Know - Mae Hill
Handssnakearoundmywaist as the bed dips, pulling me closer to the warmth that’s held within the safety of his arms, my own fortress made of inked layers of muscle.
Saint places a kiss against my bare shoulder, and I smile weakly as my eyes flicker against the peaceful slumber he’s rousing me from.
“You’re bad for me, you know that? I almost slept in late again,” his rough voice says slowly against the shell of my ear, and my smile breaks into a full-on grin.
“I love you, Saint,” I whisper, and it earns me a long, possessive kiss against my neck, goosebumps shimmering out all the way down my spine when his hand dips between my thighs, teasing my clit whilst he devours my neck.
“Say it again,” he murmurs.
My hand reaches above me, tugging his hair and forcing him to groan as his movements pick up.
My moan is mixed in with my breathless words. “I love you.”
His breath fans across my shoulder, my ass pressing into the feel of his rock-hard length nuzzling against my back. “Fuck, I’ve missed hearing that.”
Like he hadn’t heard it a million times last night.
It’s been freeing to say the words, ones that have been trapped deep beneath my doubts.
I don’t know how long we stayed up on that peak, both of us stargazing whilst I pointed out various formations, and him intently listening, just like he always did.
Then he enticed out myfavouritestars, to the point I couldn’t even string a sentence together if I tried.
When my body no longer shuddered from his touch, the cold becoming unforgiving, we hopped back in the car to drive home. Though, I couldn’t help myself.
I’d undone his cargos, taking his cock into my mouth whilst he battled to watch the roads.
