“What were you saying?” I tease.
“Nothing, I wasn’t saying anything. God, please don’t stop.” She wraps her hands around my back and claws at the skin. I’m sure by the end of this, I’m going to be all kinds of marked up.
Her eyes roll to the back of her head and I can’t help the pride that fills my chest. I’m doing this to her, I’m making her feel good, and I’m dead set on making sure nothing could ever compare to what I’m doing to her right now.
I’m going to ruin other men for her.
Even if she does eventually move on to find someone else, no one will ever be able to fuck her like I do.
Our skin sticks together, it’s damp with sweat, but fuck she looks sexy. That light sheen to her skin makes her look like she’s glowing, she looks like a fucking angel right now.
I lean down, sucking on her neck. I want everyone to know she’s mine, I want everyone to look at her and see what I did to her. I focus on one spot at a time, making sure to leave little dark marks as I go. When she extends her neck and claws harder at my back, I realize she’s more into it than I thought.
I pull away, seeing the masterpiece I’ve left on her skin. There won’t be a doubt in anyones minds that she’s mine after this.
Claire grips the sheets, holding onto them tight. My fingers grip into her hips, I can tell it stings but she doesn’t stop me.
I pull out for a moment, eliciting a whine from her pretty mouth, but the moment I flip her onto her stomach and bring her up to her hands and knees, she realizes what I’m doing.
She looks back at me, the most dazzling look in her eyes as she bites her lip. Her eyes roll to the back of her head when I slam back into her.
I reach a hand around the front of her body, circling her clit while I leave light kisses down her spine. Goosebumps erupt all over her body, “fucking christ Lucas” she screams out.
“That’s right pretty girl, cum for me.”
She falls apart at my words, melting onto the bed while the orgasm wracks through her body with a force I’m sure she’s never felt before.
Her pussy clenches around my cock, sending me soaring off the edge. I lay against her while I spill into the condom, praising whatever fucking god led this woman to me and thanking them a million and one times.
She breathes heavily underneath me, waiting a couple moments to calm down before standing up and walking towards her bathroom.
I lean over the side of the bed and slap her ass, causing her to yelp. “Sorry” I chuckle, “I had to. I love your ass.”
One second goes by, and then another… the whole time I wait for her reaction to the masterpiece I left on her body.
“What the fuck is all of this?” She screeches, running back into the room and pointing at herself.
I take her in, dark bruises all over her neck, and deep red indents on her hips from where I was holding her. I love it. “A little art piece I worked on… like it?”
She lunges towards me, tackling me into the sheets before I pin her sown and assault her with kisses. She laughs as I mutter words under my breath, praising every inch of her.
“Fucking perfect” I kiss her jaw.
“So sweet” I kiss the side of her neck.
“Flawless” I kiss her collarbone.
“Beautiful” I kiss the tip of her nose.
This… this right here? Is happiness.
forty-four
CLAIRE
Sweat drips down my back, my breathing is heavy as I continue to skate laps around the ice. Crystal and Sharron reacted well when I told them I didn’t want to compete anymore. I thought they’d be angry with me but instead they smiled and told me that they’re proud I’m finally speaking my mind.
I spent a long time trying to figure out what I wanted to do, and while competition skating will always be near and dear to my heart… skating without the pressure seems to be like the best thing for me right now. I was so busy trying to be the best, and win my parents approval, that I completely lost my love for the sport in the process.
