We both groan at the same time, the sound bleeding together in the small space between our mouths.
“Fuck,” I breathe against her lips, my voice wrecked. “Bells, you feel so fucking good.”
I start to move, pulling my hips back slowly before pushing forward again, and for the first time in my life, I’m not in a rush.I’m not chasing friction, release, or the quick high of getting off. I’m not thinking about the next girl, the next party, or adding another notch to my belt.
I take my time, slowly pulling out until just the tip of my cock is inside her, before pushing back in with deep, measured strokes. I watch the way her eyes flutter closed, the way her lips part on soft gasps that make my cock throb inside her.
“Look at me,” I murmur.
When those blue eyes lock onto mine, a change happens inside my chest. Something fundamental.
I fuck her slowly, each thrust deep and controlled. My hands frame her face, my thumbs stroking her flushed cheeks, and I can’t stop kissing her. Her mouth, her jaw, the soft skin of her neck. I want to memorize how she feels beneath me, the sounds she makes, the way her body responds to mine.
Her legs wrap around my waist, heels digging into my ass, pulling me deeper, and I groan into the curve of her neck.
“God, you’re so tight,” I rasp against her skin. “So fucking perfect.”
But then something changes. That gentle, slow pace is no longer enough. I need more. I need to claim her, mark her, and make her understand that right now, in this moment, she’s mine.
I grab her wrists and pin them above her head, holding them there with one hand. Her eyes widen, her breath catching, and I see the flash of heat in her gaze.
“Keep them there,” I command, my voice rough and authoritative, and I release her wrists to grip her hips instead.
I pull almost all the way out, then slam back in hard, and she cries out.
“Fuck,” I growl, doing it again. Harder this time. Deeper. “You take my cock so fucking well.”
I set a punishing pace now, all that careful control gone. My fingers dig into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, holding her exactly where I want her as I fuck into her relentlessly. The headboard slams against the wall with each thrust, and I don’t give a fuck.
“Jace,” she gasps, her hands still obediently above her head, and the way she says my name sends something primal surging through me.
“That’s right,” I rasp, leaning down to bite her neck, sucking hard enough to mark her. “Say my name. Let everyone know who’s fucking you this hard.”
Her pussy clenches around me, and I know she’s getting off on this. On me taking control. On me using her exactly how I want.
I hook one of her legs over my shoulder, changing the angle, and drive in deeper. She screams, and the sounds of it only spurs me on.
“You’re mine right now,” I growl, my hips snapping forward with brutal precision. “This pussy is mine. These sounds you’re making are mine. All fucking mine.”
I slide my hand up her body, wrapping it around her throat. Not squeezing, just holding, showing her that I am in complete control. Her eyes widen, pupils dilate with lust, and she whimpers.
“You trust me?” I ask, my voice dark and commanding.
“Yes,” she breathes without hesitation.
I apply the slightest pressure, enough to make her gasp, and fuck into her harder. The combination makes her whole body shake, her pussy clamping down on my cock so tight I nearly lose it.
“Good girl,” I praise. “Taking everything I give you.”
I release her throat and grab both her hips again, lifting her ass off the bed completely. From this angle I can go even deeper, andwatch my cock disappear into her pussy over and over. I can see how wet she is, how her body accepts me.
“Look at you,” I rasp, my voice thick with possession. “Look at how well you take my cock. Fucking perfect.”
The sound of our bodies slamming together fills the room. Skin against skin, the wet slide of my cock pounding into her, her breathless cries mixing with my rough groans. It’s raw and primal and exactly what I need.
I lean down, bracing my forearms on either side of her head, trapping her, and I fuck her with deep, powerful strokes that make her whole body jerk with each impact.
“You feel that?” I growl against her lips. “Feel how deep I am? How hard I’m fucking you?”
