My voice came out ragged. “Every time I closed my eyes, knowing you weren’t next to me…” I caught her wrist and pressed my mouth to her frantic pulse. “It felt like dying.”
Her own voice sounded broken. “Drew?—”
“Shh.” I backed her toward the bed, hands spanning her waist, thumbs digging into the soft dip above her hips. “Don’t make me think about being without you anymore. I can’t bear it. Tell me you want me.”
Her fingers hooked in my belt loops, yanking me flush against her. The heat of her seared through my clothes. “Only you.” Her lips brushed mine. “I only ever want you.”
Her words snapped the last thread of control. My mouth crashed down on hers as if I was a man starved. Her moan vibrated against my tongue as I slid it against hers, and her hands tore at my shirt.
I broke the kiss only long enough to strip us both. My shirt hit the floor, her leggings and shirt followed, then her lace underwear, and finally my pants and boxer briefs. When she stood naked before me, my throat tightened. “Look at you,” I rasped. “Fucking perfect as ever.”
My palms covered her breasts, thumbs scraping her nipples into tight peaks as she released a moan. “Fucking missed these tits. Missed how they fill my hands.”
She arched, crying out as I pinched gently. “Yes?—”
“Missed this.” My hand slid down her stomach, through the slick heat between her thighs. Two fingers plunged inside and curled until I rubbed against the fleshy spot that always made her shudder. “So wet for me, aren’t you, dirty girl.”
“Only you.” Her hips jerked as she rode my hand, her own hands gripping my biceps so hard, I could feel her nails leaving marks. “Always for you.”
I withdrew my fingers, shiny with her arousal, and sucked them clean. Her taste exploded on my tongue—musky and addictive andmine. “Fuck, Tins. No one has ever driven me as wild as you do. I need to feel your tight little pussy come all over my cock.”
She whimpered, her body grinding against mine. “Please. It’s been too long.”
Fuck, she begged so prettily.
Faster than I’d ever moved in my life, I grabbed a condom and slid it on before laying her on the bed and following her down. My mouth claimed hers again as I settled between her thighs. She was so wet, the head of my cock slid easily over her entrance, teasing her until I was notched right where I needed to be.
“Please, Drew,” she moaned again, writhing underneath me.
Hadn’t she figured out by now that I’d always give her whatever she wanted?
I slammed into her, hips snapping, and pleasure coiled tight in my gut as her inner walls clamped around me, hot and velvet-tight. “Fuck.” My breath rasped against her ear. “You take me so damn well. Like your body knows exactly what I need.”
She locked her legs around my hips, heels digging into my ass, silently urging me to move.
I set a brutal pace, hips pistoning, each snap of my pelvis dragging a gasp from her lips. The bed rocked beneath us. “That’s it,” I growled against her ear. “Take all of me, like I was fucking made for you.” I caught her nipple in my teeth, biting just shy of pain. “You feel that? How deep I am?”
“Y-yes. Oh God.”
“You gonna come for me?” I slid a hand between us, my thumb finding her swollen clit. “Fuck, baby. Please come. Missed the way you squeeze me. Come for me. Show me how good my cock makes you feel.”
Her body bowed, and she pulled the pillow to her mouth, screaming into it to muffle the sound. Her pussy clenched around me tight, the convulsions milking my length, and it took everything not to follow the pleasure over the cliff.
“Good girl.” I didn’t slow, fucking her through the tremors. “That’s one. Gonna give you another.”
I flipped us and pulled her on top. She straddled me and sunk down until I was buried to the hilt. “Ride me,” I commanded, my hands gripping her hips. “Show me how much you missed this.”
Her hungry gaze met mine as she rose and fell, taking me deep with every drop. Her breasts bounced, and sweat glistened over her chest. I sat up, capturing one nipple in my mouth, sucking hard as my hand returned to her clit. “So damn beautiful when you fuck yourself on me. Fuck. You’ve got me so fucked up for you, Tins.” My voice was ragged and I was fighting my release, but I desperately wanted her to come one more time. “That’s it. God, youfucking own me. My cock, my body, my heart—it’s all yours.”
Her motions stuttered as she gripped my face and kissed me hard, whimpering when I thrust up again.
“So close,” she moaned before kissing me again, our bodies finding the perfect rhythm.
She shattered with a gasp, inner muscles clamping down around me as she buried her head in my neck. I thrust deep, my orgasm hitting me like I’d just been bodychecked into the boards.
We collapsed back on the bed, both of us slick and trembling. I gathered her against me, and she rested her head on my pounding chest. My fingers traced the sweat-damp curve of her spine. “Christ,” I breathed. “I’m never letting you go again.”
Her lips brushed my collarbone. “I’m not running.”
