“I think you’re trying to kill me,” she says through labored breaths, then grins. “But damn, what a way to go.”
I laugh, pulling myself up, tugging my boxer briefs off before I hover over her. My cock is already so hard and dripping with precum when it rests between her thighs. And if I didn’t want to come before, the feel of her soft skin barely grazing my cock might do it.
“I think it’s you who’s trying to kill me,” I say, a breath away from her lips.
I kiss her again, deeper this time. The kind of kiss that has nothing to do with the heat of the moment and everything to dowith devotion. Her fingers wrap around my head, curling into my hair, and I let myself sink into it.
Into her.
Into the feeling that I’m safe enough to want.
She opens her legs for me, and I rock my hips enough to slide my cock into her. She sucks in a breath with her lips on mine, successfully stealing the oxygen from my lungs. She doesn’t stop kissing me though. Her lips part, and my tongue tangles with hers as my cock thrusts in and out of her slowly.
When I pick up speed, that’s when she releases my mouth from hers. Pressing her head into the pillow as her hips meet me thrust for thrust. I hold myself up on my hands and look down at her. I stare into her eyes and everything in me stills, but I don’t stop moving in her. I don’t stop chasing the feeling of giving her pleasure. But the look on her face right now, mixed with the way her lips part and the sounds coming out of her mouth. It makes my chest constrict for a different meaning than just sex.
I…fuck.
I love this woman. Without an inkling of a doubt, she’s it for me.
But the words still don’t come out.
I feel myself picking up speed, driving in and out of her with a feral need mixed with anger at myself for not being able to say it. Not being able to tell her exactly what she means to me. In a way, I guess I have. I told her she’s etched into me. I told her I can’t breathe without her.
Is that the same thing?
No, it can’t be.
“Say it,” Scottie murmurs with panting breaths.
My movements slow, my cock still buried in her. “What?”
Her hand that was just clawing at my shoulders moves to my jaw line, where she brushes a thumb over my mouth. “Whatever you’re holding back.”
My throat tightens, and they’re there…right fucking there.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
She smiles, but doesn’t push. Instead, she bucks her hips and bites down on her bottom lip to bring us back to the moment. Like she understands and is reading it in the way my body can’t be away from her, and my eyes can’t look away.
“Do me a favor?” she asks.
I tilt my head to the side.
“Ruin me.”
My grin spreads slowly. “My pleasure.”
I move down on my elbows, caging her in with my hands on the top of her head. My lips are a breath away from hers, but I don’t kiss her. I need to see her face when I make her come. She’s close, I can feel it in the way her pussy contracts around me. I’m close too, but I refuse to let it go. I refuse to feel anything unless she is to.
“Come for me, baby,” I whisper. “Let me hear you scream my name while you soak my cock.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Her hips buck up, staying there. Holding herself at just the right angle to allow me to fuck her the way she wants. I feel it to my core. I feel my release building and building, and it’s harder to hold it back.
“That’s it. You’re so good at showing me what you want.”
She moves her hands around my waist, hands pressed to my lower back, fingers digging into me. With my cock all the way inside of her, she holds me there, forcing me to still. And that’s when I feel it. I feeleverything.
