“My God,” she breathed, "why can't I stay away from you?"
I groaned at her words, thrusting shallowly into her grip before I pulled away. I needed more than her hand. I needed to be one with her.
I crawled back over her, skin meeting skin everywhere as heat rolled off her body. I kissed her again, deeper this time, while my hands explored. I kneaded her breasts, rolled her nipples between my fingers until she whimpered into my mouth. My palm slid down her stomach, over the soft curve of her hip, then between her legs.
She was drenched. My fingers parted her folds, stroking through the wetness before circling her clit. She jerked, hips lifting off the bed while I kept the pressure steady, watching her face twist with pleasure. Two fingers slipped inside her and she clenched around them instantly, so I curled them upward, stroking that spot that always made her lose control.
“Don’t stop,” she gasped.
I didn’t. I pumped my fingers in and out while my thumb pressed her clit, and her walls fluttered, gripping me tighter. But I pulled my hand away before she could tip over the edge. I didn't want her to go like that. I wanted us to go at the same time, and though she whined in protest, I held my ground and kissed her to swallow the sound.
“You want me?” I asked in a low rumble against her skin. She was perfect, every single inch of her and I wanted to make this moment last.
“God yes, please.”
I leaned down, kissing along her breast bone, as my hands spread her wider. I licked a slow path from her navel down to her pussy, tasting her directly. She buried her face in the pillow, muffling her cries as my tongue circled her clit, then dipped inside her. I ate her like I was starving, sucking and licking while she rocked back against my mouth.
Every little flutter of her walls, every pulse of her muscles, I drew from her hungrily. When her thighs started to shake, I stopped again, then kissed my way back up her body where I positioned myself between her legs, cock brushing her entrance. I rubbed the head against her clit, coating myself in her arousal.
“I want to come with you... can we do that?" There were so many firsts I was doing with Lainey that I'd never even thought to enjoy with any other woman, and this was one of them.
I noticed the way her eyebrows drew together and she bit her lip and nodded, pulling me back down to kiss her.
I pressed forward, easing just the tip inside. She slid open around me, and we both groaned. I pumped through her moisture a few times, not going too deep, just enough to coat my length, and then I pushed in as far as I could go. Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels digging into my ass as I started moving.
Lainey matched every movement, hips rolling up to meet each thrust. My hand curled around her neck, arching it upward so her mouth opened wider and her eyes fluttered half-closed, lips parted on a silent moan.
"Yes... faster," she panted as her fingernails dug into my sides and I happily obeyed her.
I drove into her deeper, faster, until sweat slicked my skin and I was breathing hard. I bent to take one nipple between my teeth, biting just enough to make her yelp and then her core pulsed around me.
Her hands grabbed my hips, nails biting into my skin as I picked up the pace. “Harder,” she demanded, so I gave it to her. My thrusts turned forceful, hips snapping against hers.
I continued my steady, controlled thrusts as Lainey tightened her legs around my waist, drawing me in farther. Every sound she made drove me wild.
"Oh god... yes."
And when her eyes opened, I held her gaze. "You feel perfect," I said. "Every inch of you."
She exhaled sharply, fingers pressing into my shoulders. "So close... please," she whimpered, and it was a good thing. I was ready to lose it. She had no idea what she could do to me when she tried.
I adjusted the angle, sliding deeper with each motion and her body answered right away, gripping me tighter. "I never want to stop," I told her. "I belong with you, Lainey, in every way."
Her breath caught. "Kade... I'm so close."
I kept the pace even. "Let go... yes... now," I grunted as I felt it snap.
Her body went rigid. Then the orgasm broke over her and she arched sharply, a soft cry slipping out as her walls clenched in strong, steady pulses around me. The contractions rolled through her in heavy, powerful waves, making her thighs shake against my sides and her fingers dig in harder. Her eyes closed tight, face flushed with the intensity, as I pushed in as deep as possible.
My release hit so hard I saw stars and felt each thick pulse as I spilled inside her. If I had been any more buzzed I would've missed the pleasure surging outward in heavy, satisfying beats that locked my muscles and stole my breath. Every wave felt stronger than the last, spreading through my core until it left me trembling, and her panting.
"God," I growled, biting down on her shoulder hard. She whimpered and sucked my neck, probably leaving a ringed bruise, but I couldn't care less. Let her mark me and tell the whole world I belonged to her.
When her body calmed, I rolled to the side and pulled out, then gathered her against my chest. Her skin was warm and she fit perfectly in my arms. I kissed her once deeply, then again because I couldn't help myself. I honestly thought I would never see her again, and having her walk right into my world the way she did snapped me out of my self-pity. It reminded me how much I needed her.
We lay there breathing hard, and I ran my fingers through her hair. I didn't want to let go. I didn't want this moment to end. I didn't want her to slip away again.
"Tell me more about the fundraiser," I said, even though what I really wanted to talk to her about was why she'd really shown up. She could’ve cut that card in half and been done with me. Waited for me to send the annulment papers. But she brought it back.
