Her eyes watered with every savage thrust, and I gazed down at her with adoration. She looked up at me through hooded eyes, and I knew in that moment she had me wrapped around her finger.
“Fuck, Lila,” I said, as she swirled her tongue along the tip of my cock. “I could fuck your pretty little mouth all day.”
She moaned in agreement, her hand reaching down to rub her clit. Her arousal slipped down her inner thighs, coating the bed and knife below her, and my thrusts grew more brutal as I chased my release. Her eyes began to flutter, and her muscles tensed as a muffled cry slipped from her lips. Iquickened my pace, feeling the tip of my cock glide down her throat, pulling me toward my climax.
With one final thrust, my balls tightened, my orgasm hitting me without warning. I spilled into her, my warmth filling her mouth, and she swallowed down every last drop.
I pulled myself free, my muscles twitching with aftershocks as I reached down and lifted her into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed her lips gently to my forehead.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said, pressing my mouth against hers, the salty taste of my own release coating my lips.
She melted against me, a low hum of approval vibrating through her chest.
“So are you,” she whispered.
I carried her over to the bed, placing her down gently before slipping in next to her. She nuzzled into my neck, her head resting against my shoulder, falling back into a deep sleep.
When she was fast asleep, I leaned down and whispered against her cheek.
“I love you, Lila.”
Lilasatatatable inside the coffee shop, her eyes darting up every so often to look at me. I sat a few tables away, my leg bouncing with anxiety. The bell above the door jingled, and I glanced up, seeing Casey’s panicked face. Sheglanced around the room, searching for Lila, and when she finally saw her, she rushed forward, wrapping her tightly in a hug.
“Are you okay?” she asked, looking over every inch of Lila.
Lila smiled warmly and took her hand, holding it between both of hers.
“I’m fine, Casey, I promise.”
“Where have you been?”
They sat down, their hands still clinging to each other, and jealousy flared in my chest. I shifted in my seat, watching as Lila reached up and took a sip of her coffee.
“Around,” she said, swallowing down half the cup.
“Around? What the fuck does that mean? I’ve been worried about you and all you can say is you’vebeen around?”
Lila shook her head, her eyes darting toward me for half a second before looking back at Casey.
“I just… needed to get away. Everything was too much. I didn’t want to put you in danger. Especially since I had no idea what this… stalker would do.”
Casey dropped Lila’s hand and leaned back in the chair, crossing her arms over her chest.
“I woke up at the cabin sixteen hours later, seeing you gone. Your suitcase, your phone, all of it. I’ve never slept for that long in my life unless I was sick. Did you slip something in my drink?”
Lila’s face paled, and she glanced at me, unsure of what to say. She stumbled over her words, and my muscles tightened as I could see the pain in her eyes.
“No, of course not,” she said, shaking her head.
Silence filled the air between them, and Lila’s body sagged with defeat. I looked toward her, and her eyes darted back to Casey as she leaned forward in her seat.
“I… met someone,” she said, her gaze flicking to me for the briefest of moments.
I stilled, my breath catching in my throat, and pressed forward, listening to Casey’s reply.
“What?”
Lila nodded at me, and I saw her motioning for me to come over under the table. I stood and made my way toward her, her chair scraping against the tile floor as she stood. I stopped next to her and wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her against me possessively.
