Page 64 of Wreck My Plans


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Her breath hitches as she notches me at her warm entrance. Pleasure shoots down my spine, all the way to my toes. With one hand digging into my hip, she tugs me toward her an inch. My attention stays glued between her thighs as the head of my cock disappears inside her tight, wet heat. We look so fucking perfect like this, our bodies fitting together like they were made for each other.

“More,” she whimpers, canting her hips toward me. The movement draws me in another inch, and our deep moans echo through the cabin.

Her walls clench around me as I whisper, “That’s perfect.” I slide in one more torturously slow inch. “Fuck. That’s my girl, Lena. You take me so well.” Another push.

“Oh my god. I’m so full,” she mumbles, digging her nails into my biceps and squirming beneath me.

That’s fucking right. Full of me.

I bring my lips to hers, kissing her slowly to relax her as I push the rest of the way in with a deep thrust.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

She whimpers into my mouth as I bottom out inside her. I stay right there, hips flush against her, pleasure beating through every nerve ending in my body.

Hot. Tight. Soaked. Mine.

Little moans drift from her lips to mine, and I steal every single one.

Her walls flutter as I pull back slowly, the firm tug of her pussy almost sending me over the edge. “You feel so good,” she murmurs, writhing under me as her nails scrape over my scalp.

I lean back enough to watch my cock drag out of her, glistening in the dim light, and then disappear inside her again. “Look at us, Lena. See how perfectly we fit together, your pussy taking every inch of me?”

She lifts up on her elbows to watch as I pull out to the tip, then thrust back in to the base. “Gavin,” she moans, falling back to the mattress, and that’s when I snap.

My name on her lips, with my cock buried inside her, frays the last bit of my control.

Sweat rolls down my spine as I fall over her, pinning her down and making good on my promise to myself to fuck her into the mattress. I tug one of her knees up to push in a little further, and thrust after thrust, she takes everything I have to give her. She’s flawless beneath me, beautiful and needy and mewling at every rock of my hips, her core gripped tight around me. Our lips crash together feverishly, and nails scrape down my back.

She’s everywhere, weaving her way further into my heart. Like those creeping vines that held me in place when I first saw her are now coiling deeper and deeper into my soul, and I have no chance of ever removing them. There will always be traces of her left there permanently.

“You’re killing me, little menace,” I mutter against her neck.

And I mean it. She really might be.

We’re both gasping for breath as I fill her to the hilt. I spread her thighs wider and fuck her like I’ve always wished I could. Hard and deep and loud.

“I need more,” she whines as she trembles and thrashes.

Sliding my fingers to her clit, I circle the bundle of nerves, grinding harder into her, and her pussy clenches around me. “Yes, baby. That’s perfect. Come for me.”

Our gazes connect, bonded together as she shatters, crying out my name, body shaking and muscles fluttering. The pressure in my spine builds and tightens until I’m blinded by pleasure, jerking and pulsing into her.

We’re panting and moaning and tugging each other closer, desperate to mold our bodies together as much as possible as we ride out every wave of euphoria.

When I can’t hold myself up anymore, I pull her with me as I fall to the side. My lips connect with hers as I kiss her slowly, languidly, like we have all the time in the world.

For tonight, I’m going to pretend we do. I’ll spend every moment touching her.Lovingher.

“Oh god. That was …” She shudders in my arms, little spasms gripping my cock as we float down from our highs.

I press a kiss to her forehead and tighten my arms around her. “Yeah. It was.”

When we catch our breaths, I reluctantly pull away and head to the bathroom, bringing back a warm washcloth. I help her clean up before she goes to the bathroom, and then she returns, burrowing under the covers beside me.

Her breaths deepen and her muscles relax as I cradle her against my chest.

And for this one night, I have my entire world, my one true home, inside my arms.