Her tongue swirled, and my thighs flexed as I tugged her off. Her cheeks flushed as she peered up at me from beneath her lashes.
“On the bed,” I instructed before lifting her from the floor. “On your knees.”
She scrambled to the bed, getting in position as I shrugged off my pants and my T-shirt.
She peeked over her shoulder, her ass perched in the air for me like a prize. I dipped down, pressing a kiss right at the arch of her back as I climbed up behind her. She shivered at the touch, her ass pressing right into my erection.
“You ready, Angel?” I asked, running my tip along her seam. “You knew I wanted to fuck you in this jersey, didn’t you?” I hummed when she gasped. “My name on your back like you’re mine.”
My eyes closed as I slowly pressed my tip into her heat. “Are you mine?” I asked on a heavy breath.
“Yes,” she breathed. “I’m yours.”
Then I slid home.
42
Trinity
My fingertips dug into the fabric of the comforter, my breath stolen straight from my lungs as Preston plunged inside of me. The fullness was overwhelming, and it took me a second to level out. He stilled for a moment, his hand running gently up my back.
“You okay?”
“Yes.” I let out a slow breath as I sank back against him. “Move.”
He retracted his hips before thrusting forward. My eyes closed, the feeling of him so real and deep. I met him thrust for thrust, his hands roaming over every inch of my body as he gave me everything he had.
My skin tingled. My heart pounded. Everything felt intensified. Every touch like a thousand volts of electricity dancing across my skin.
Just as the familiar pressure that signaled relief was coming sparked, he pulled away, leaving me empty and panting.
His strong hands flipped me over, never missing a beat as he hooked my legs under his arms, pressing right back inside of me with skilled ease. Our eyes locked, the warmth in his gaze causing my chest to squeeze. I didn’t feel just physically wanted with Preston. I feltadoredas his gaze caressed me like a gentle breeze.
“Never felt like this.” His muttered confession had my heart bursting and a lump forming in my throat.
He was right.It had never felt like this.Not with anyone else. His frantic thrusts slowed, his hips now finding a steady rhythm. We weren’tfuckinganymore. This was different. This wasreal. My hands traveled over his biceps, skating over his shoulders before one of my hands cupped his face.
“Preston.” The word was said with so much emotion, I barely got it out.
Our bodies danced, a glistening layer of sweat coating our skin as we chased the high.
“I want to watch you fall.” His lips brushed against mine. “Fall for me, Angel.”
A moan echoed through the room when he settled deep inside of me, his hand snaking between us to strum against me.
Before his next stroke, I did exactly as he asked. I fell.
Just like the first time I saw him.
We were inevitable.
Me and him.
Wrong or not.
He followed me over the edge, our breaths heavy and my heart full. When he peered down at me, I tried to conceal my emotions, but I couldn’t hold in the tears that leaked from my eyes.
He pressed a soft kiss right over my damp skin before he pressed one to my forehead.
