I cupped her face, learning on my elbows. “What I bring to your door with the sort of man I am, Sia…that’s unforgivable. I’ll always be dark inside. Broken and fucked up. I loved seeing you cry for me when we played. I loved the way you came, covered in my marks, drowning in my cum. I wanted your pulse to flutter under my fingers as you orgasmed, feel your fingers dig into my thighs, and beg me for another. I’m beyond fucked up. I’ll always want those things. But I’ll never hurt you again, and I’ll never bring that to your door ever again. Lewis was my fault, my love.”
I did that to you with my obsession. He saw what I did and he copied me.
Sia stared at me. “Ward, you really are stupid.”
“Thanks.”
She sighed, opening her legs and rubbing against the font of my jeans. I closed my eyes, biting back a groan.
“Woman, you can't say that and then do—” I ground against her too, until she moaned. Her whole body softened.
“Oh. Sorry.”
“Bullshit,” I wanted her.
“I mean, he would have hurt me anyway. He would have found a reason to obsess. And if it wasn’t me, it would have been Hallie, or Cora.” She shrugged. “I was just unlucky. But lucky I have you, because you saved me, twice. Now I have you back. Right?” She squinted at me. I have you back again? That's right, isn’t it?”
I kissed her soundly. “You have me back. I promise.”
She slapped my shoulder. “You lied the last time.”
“You got a kitten.”
“Not the same thing, asshole.”
I leaned down and licked her nipple through her top. She moaned, and clasped the back of my head. “Can I take this off?”
She hesitated while I teased her, then nodded. “If you lose the jeans I’m juicing up.”
“Fuck,” I growled. “Maybe I should make you ruin them and lick me clean for fun later.”
“Maybe.”
I licked at her nipples the moment she lost the singlet top, shoving my jeans down without unbuttoning them. My heavy length rested against her pelvic bone, her juices already spread all over.
“I can smell your need,” I murmured, reaching down to stroke her, and found a field of light curls. “Fuck. I like this."
“I didn’t— I couldn't wax—” she stammered.
Screw it. “I like the pjs. I like no make up and I like no waxing. Give me this version of you every damn day, Sia, not the perfect version you present to me once a damned year.” I rubbed her clit gently, until she bucked against my hand, then I pulled away. Her pretty whines were the most beautiful music I’d everheard. “Come on my cock in a moment, okay? I need to feel you cream all over me.” I pushed the head of my cock through her slick folds, stretching her tight walls. “Christ, you’re tight.”
She panted for me, her nails digging into my biceps. “I only take you.”
“Then we’re getting some toys, because girl, I’m gonna split you.”
She moaned at my filthy words. I wouldn’t and she’d taken me in worse states, but hell, she hugged me good. Her walls fluttered prettily around my cock as I inched inside her.
“More,” she whimpered, straining against my shoulder, pulling me closer. “Deeper, please, Ward—”
“In a moment,” I murmured, edging the fuck out of us both. I could glide balls deep. She was wet enough, but I wanted to take my time, make her wait, then we’d do it again, until we both lost our fucking minds together.
One hand dived into my hair. She massaged my scalp as she pulled me down for a kiss, and I finally bottomed out, thigh to thigh with her.
“Oh, God. That’s good,” she whispered. “Please, don't move for a moment?”
“I’ll stay as long as you need,” I promised her. “No rush, Sia.”
She moaned into my mouth as I rocked against her, grinding the root of my cock to her clit. Each rock backward slowly became a thrust, until I fucked her nice and deep. One hand rested on her hip, controlling our pace, the angle I took her at.
