She pulls open the door and everything inside me comes alive. I stare at her and say the first thing that comes to my mind. “I’m miserable.” I watch her face, the face I’ve dreamed of for the past fucking week. The face I’ve wanted to come home to. The face I want to spend every fucking day looking at.
Her chest rises and falls, almost panting. “Okay.” She licks her lips.
“Tell me you don’t feel the same.” I push off from the doorjamb, run my hands through my hair, and squeeze my neck instead of rushing to her and trying to hold her.
“I’m scared that loving you will break me.” Her words are like an electric shock to my heart, and I finally feel it beating normally in my chest. “I’m scared.” The tears run down her beautiful face. “I’m so scared.” She trails off, her hand falling from holding the door.
“I’m scared I’ll never love anyone the way I love you,” I tell her and her breath hitches. “I’m in love with you,” I say what I vowed I would tell her if I got one more chance with her. If I got one more minute with her. “Never thought it would happen.”
Her head falls forward and I see her shoulders shaking. Even though I know I have to let her come to me, I have to let her make the first move, I need to hold her. I wrap my arm around her and pull her to me, her face planting into my chest. I close my eyes and my head falls forward onto hers, and I breathe her in and silently kiss the top of her head. “I’m so scared,” she repeats it again, “but I don’t want to be without you.” She looks up at me and my head moves down to the side, and I kiss her softly.
“I can’t,” I admit to her, “I can’t be without you.” I kiss her again, my hand comes up to hold her chin. “I don’t want to be without you.”
Her hands go to my chest. “I’ve been a shell of a man without you,” I confess as her trembling hands move from my chest then to the sides of my neck. I drop my hand from her chin to her back, bending my head to kiss her again. Needing to kiss her again. Needing it like I need air to breathe. I move my hands to her back, pulling her even closer to me, not wanting anything between us. I move into her apartment, my mouth on hers, our tongues going dancing. I kick the door closed and pick her up off her feet as I bring her to the bedroom.
“Missed you,” she murmurs when I put her feet down on the floor. “Missed you so much.” She takes off the pink top she has on, the jacket I’m wearing falls to the floor beside it, and her hands come up to unbutton my shirt. Moving one button at a time, so slow my body trembles for her touch. She turns me so the backs of my knees are against the bed, pushing me back after she moves the shirt away from my chest and sliding it off my shoulders. Her face comes to the middle of my chest as she kisses right where my heart is beating for her. “Missed all of you.”
Her hands move to slide the pants and underwear off her hips, and I quickly get rid of my own. She stands there in front of me naked, with her hair tied back, her eyes mirroring mine. Like we haven’t slept since we last saw each other. She pushes me back on the bed, getting on top of me. The need to touch her everywhere has my hands roaming from her back to her ass, as she puts her hands beside my shoulders on the bed and kisses me. Our kisses are frantic, her hand going to my cock, my hands to the sides of her neck. “I’ve missed you,” she repeats breathlessly, leaving my mouth for no more than a second before kissing me again. “Felt a pain.” My hand moves to her ass. “Like I couldn’t breathe.” She straddles me, her forehead on mine. “I need you.”
“Take what you need, baby,” I urge her. “I’m yours.” She moves her hand in between us, holding my cock just above me. She runs it up and down her slit before finally sliding me into her. The room fills with our moans as she moves over me. My hands go to her ass cheeks, squeezing them tight in my hands. She gets up, putting one hand on my chest, the other on my shoulder as she tries to move faster. “Need to taste you,” I tell her, our eyes looking into each other. “Let me taste you.”
She doesn’t say anything, she just moves off me and then turns to throw her leg over me as she sits on my face. I fold my hands around her hips, holding her ass while I finally get to taste her. Her hands are on my stomach as she moves her hips and rides my face. “It’s so good,” she purrs, bending, and then I feel her mouth on me. She licks my shaft before taking me into her mouth, her hand and mouth working at the same time. Her tongue goes around the head of my cock before she takes me to the back of her throat. I move one hand and slide it in her. She lets go of my cock to moan and I wrap an arm around her waist to keep her pussy glued to my face. She sits up, unable to stop herself, and I reach up to roll her nipples between my fingers.
“Need you back inside me.” She moves her pussy away from my face, straddling me again. Her mouth crashes on mine as she rubs her wet pussy over my cock before I slide back inside of her. She lets go of my mouth to moan, my arms go to her sides, moving her up and down my cock. Our eyes are locked on each other, neither of us wanting to break the connection. She moves as fast as I let her move, my hands roaming from her back to her ass and back up again. She puts her hands by my head, gripping the sheet as she bounces on my dick.
“I love you,” she says to me and I wrap my arms around her. One at her lower waist, the other one in the middle of her back, and I reach up to hold the back of her neck. We bury our faces in each other’s neck, one of her hands moves from my side to my hips as she tries to get even closer to me. She moves the other hand around my head and pushes it deeper into her neck. “I love you,” she says again.
“I love you.” I kiss her neck as she moves her head away from my neck to see my face.
“Say it again,” she pants out as she rides me. “Say it again.”
“I love you.” I kiss her neck and she puts one hand on my face and pounds down on me as hard as she can. I move up, holding her to me, sitting up in her bed, my cock buried inside her.
Her tits are in my face and I suck one into my mouth. “Knox,” she moans my name as she rides me faster and faster. Her arm around my neck hugs me; our eyes again locked. “Knox,” she says my name again and then I feel it. I feel her get tighter, get even wetter, and then I feel her pussy contracting around my cock.
“Let it go, baby,” I urge her as I sink back down to the mattress, wrapping her in my arms. Her hips move as she wraps one arm around my shoulders, the other holding my biceps as she comes. I suck in the skin at her neck. “Mine,” I claim her right before I turn and flip her onto her back. My cock never leaves her pussy, my hand under her neck and one at her side. Our mouths are fused together again. She moves her hips back and I put my hands beside her head as my hips thrust fast and hard into her. She puts her hands on the side of my neck as I fuck her like I’ve never fucked her before. My knees push into the bed, my hand moving between us to play with her clit while I thrust into her.
“You’re right there again,” I tell her. She puts her legs at the base of my back. Her heels dig into me as she tries to move her hips up to meet my thrusts. “Tell me how much you missed me.” I move back on my knees and her hips buck up a little. I grip her hands in mine as I fuck her, her head coming off the bed to watch my cock fuck her pussy. Her back arches off the bed, her head flings back, the orgasm roaring through her. “That’s my girl,” I praise as she tries to hold onto the bed, but I’m shaking her to get her to come again right after she finishes. “Give me one more,” I urge her.
She shakes her head. “I can’t.” I pull my cock out of her, grabbing her tits, and she cries out, trying to get me back into her.
But I move my face down to lick her pussy. “I want one more.” I suck in her clit. “One more.”
“I don’t know if I can,” she admits, her hands by the sides of her, limp.
“I know you can.” I rub my fingers up and down her slit before sliding into her, softly at first. “You can.” I put my forehead on hers, looking into her eyes, my fingers moving in and out of her like a jackhammer, up and down as I press her G-spot.
“Knox,” she says my name in a moan.
“Yeah, baby?” I feel her get tighter around my two fingers. Her juices run down my fingers to my wrist and I feel the orgasm coming to her. She puts her feet on the bed and gasps. “That’s it.”
Her mouth opens and I think she is going to say something, but my mouth swallows her moan as she gushes all over my hand. Her pussy convulses around my fingers, almost pushing them out as she soaks me. I move to the side of her, my fingers slipping out of her and rubbing up to her clit and then back down again. “I need to fuck you,” I tell her. I move back between her legs, teasing her and myself by slipping the tip in her and then pulling it back out. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me,” she says as I slide into her and then pull out. “Then I want you to come inside me.” The thrusts are short. “I want you to make me yours.” The minute she says that I feel feral, fucking her with long thrusts, slamming into her over and over again, her nails gripping into my neck. “I’m—” She comes on my cock again, but this time I’m joining her. I thrust into her one final time and my cum shoots into her.
I bury myself in her as she wraps herself around me, the both of us trying to catch our breath. “Is this real?” she asks from my neck. “Please tell me this is real and that you are here with me.”
I pull out a touch and then slam back in. “This is fucking real,” I assure her, “and I’m not fucking leaving you.” I swear I hear her sigh. I move to the side of her and she rolls with me, neither of us wanting to break that connection.
