He steps back just enough to look at me fully, eyes dark, exhausted, wrecked, but still holding mine.
“Choosing me means losing everything else.”
“I have nothing since I lost you.”
My heart is hammering hard, afraid he will switch.
He just glares at me, shaking his head in denial, like he can’t believe what I’m saying.
My voice drops to a whisper. “I choose you and I don’t care what it takes. Let me have you,” I pause, pressing myself closer to him. “Please.” My voice breaks a little, but I keep the fear hidden.
His eyes soften again while he’s possessively running his fingers through my hair, gripping them.
“Don’t say that. I’ve only ever belonged to you,” he whispers and presses his forehead to mine, closing his eyes and kissing me softly, then he exhales in surrender.
“God help us both, Kiara. Because if you really want this, I’ll spend the rest of my life earning it.”
A sob escapes my mouth while I can’t hold a smile. I kiss him back, deeply, he lifts me up, sitting me down on the sink so I’m at the same height as he is.
He runs his fingers through my hair, gripping it so hard I’m starting to think I could go bald if it goes on like this. We need to talk about that later.
He’s devouring me so savagely my ass keeps sliding down the sink and he keeps pulling me back up. Then finally he just takes me back to bed.
He claims my mouth again, sucking on my jaw and biting my neck, while taking off my T-shirt.
When I’m naked, he takes one of my nipples in his mouth, his hand holding my neck from behind.
I trail kisses down his arms as he takes out his cock, and I see the hardness pressing against my inner thighs, sending shivers into me already.
As much as I want to, I don’t think I can handle it anymore, he’s too ruthless with me. So I circle my legs around his hips and try to turn us over. He understands what I’m trying to do and helps me, leaving me straddling him.
I sit on his lap, his dick hard and so fucking beautiful pressing against my pussy. I enjoy the view for a moment.
He takes my hand and laces his fingers with mine, patiently waiting. I lift my hips to find the right position before I press my entrance on his tip, slowly getting him inside me.
I’m so sore I already feel the hint of pain but it’s sending waves of pleasure to my belly at the same time.
God, it hurts so good.
I take him in, not all the way, not to the hilt, just as his hands grip at my ass and I stop him.
“No, we’re going my way, like it or not,” I snap at him.
He just smiles at me with a cocky attitude.
“I like it, believe me, I just don’t think I can hold back,” he says. “Have you ever seen yourself? You should be illegal.”
“I could tie you up,” I say boldly and smile, looking around for something to actually do it.
“Don’t bother, I’m trained to get out of that, but I can fake it for you if you want,” he gives me a wink. I want to slap him.
But I hover slowly on his lap instead, teasing him, not getting all the way down, just keeping him at safe distance when I start to touch myself, my other hand sinking its nails into his chest.
I relax myself enough to get down completely, his hardness slicing me in half and a wave of pleasure detonating at the base of my spine. He runs his hands on my hips, then catches my nape to take me down and drowns me in his lips.
He grips my body to him so tightly I can’t move anymore, and he just thrusts his hips up, not letting me have some control. We need to talk about that too.
But the fullness of him soon sends me over the edge even through the pain, and I break apart against his mouth, with an orgasm detonating through my limbs, swallowing his responding deep moans as he spills inside me.
