“You’re bigger than ever,” she complains while wriggling under me.
I keep still, holding her hips, buried where I’ve been dreaming about for the last few months and take some deep breaths. “Better?” I ask.
“It would be better if I could wrap my legs around you.”
“That’s my girl.” I lean back and free her legs—cautious in case she kicks me. First, she plants her heels on the bed, arching herself into me. “You need more, Kady?”
“Yes.”
I fall down over her, reach up to free her hands, then gather her close, kissing her cheek. “It’s fun when you say no, but so much better when you say yes.”
She huffs out a laugh and circles her arms around my neck. Her legs wrap around my waist, feet resting above my ass. I bury my face against her neck and slowly pump into her. She tightens her hold on me, kissing along my jaw. “I missed you,” she whispers. “So much. I’m so sorry.” She lets out a little sob and I turn, catching her lips in a kiss.
“For what?”
Her glossy eyes stare up at me. “For hurting you. For running. For everything, Blaise.”
“You gonna make it up to me?” I tease as I pull back.
She nods solemnly. The tears on her face burn right through me, so I kiss them away. I twist my hips ever so slightly, moving slowly in and out of her, until I’m ready to explode.
“Kady, I’m not going to last.” Shit, this is embarrassing.
“Then don’t. Show me you missed us.”
I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her hard. “Yeah, I fuckin’ missed us.” Inside, I’m raw with need and maybe a little anger that she’s denied me this for months.
“This is where you belong,” I growl against her ear, thrusting inside her harder and harder. I can’t control this desire to fucking own her. Show her with punishing thrusts and rough kisses that she’smine. She’s always been mine. Always will be mine.
“Blaise.” Her harsh whisper comes out urgent. Her nails rake down my sides. “Oh, fuck.”
“That’s right.”
There’s pressure. Pulsing, aching, throbbing tension. Feels so fucking good, right before I explode. “Fuck, Kady.”
She clings to me, digging her nails into my skin and making the sweetest little noises. Her pussy squeezes the life out of my dick. But I manage to pull out and snap off the condom. Kneeling up over her I pump my cock until I’m spurting cum all over her neck and breasts. I keep pumping until she’s painted with every drop in me.
I’m flying. Breathing hard. Sweating. Half fucking gone for a few seconds.
She groans as she stares at the mess on her chest. The sound brings me back to earth. Dragging my fingers through sticky white ribbons, I push them against her lips. Her tongue darts out. Tentative at first. Her eyes meet mine as she licks my fingers clean.
After tying me up, torturing me and then fucking me senseless, Blaise cleans me up, then grabs me and gives me a soft, warm, gentle kiss. It’s cozy and sweet considering the hard way he rode me.
“Don’t leave me ever again, Kadence,” he says. He uses that bossy, demanding tone that makes me want to rebel and need him at the same time. I don’t know if he means leave his bed or his life.
He tightens his hold on me. “Did you hear me?” His voice comes out hoarse, and it melts me a little inside. He brushes the hair off my forehead and kisses me. Dazed, I stare into his eyes.
“It’s all right. Everything’s gonna be all right, Kady.”
But it’snotall right. I’m bad for him. So wrong for him. Eventually, I’ll get him killed. Like the stunt I pulled last night. That could have ended badly. All because I couldn’t let go of an insult from my high school frenemy.
“Look at me.” His low, harsh voice comes with a side of biker stare, and I look away.
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
Why? Because I don’t have the courage to look at him when I know I need to leave him again.
