Page 92 of Hearts & Souls


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“Unngghh, fuck!” she gasps, head falling back as I sink balls deep into her tight, wet heat.

I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming. It’s been so long, and she feels so fucking good—hot and wet and perfect—squeezing my dick.

“You good?” I manage to ask, my voice so guttural it’s barely recognizable.

She wraps her legs around my waist in response, somehow sucking me in even deeper.

I start with slow, deep thrusts, savoring every sound she makes, every flutter of her walls around my cock. But soon, a primal need takes over, and I’m pounding into her, the old table creaking beneath us.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groan, gripping her hips.

Her nails dig into the back of my neck as I drive into her, the slap of skin against skin echoing in the air. Her tits bounce as I reach between us to circle her clit with my thumb, determined to make her come again before I lose control.

But I momentarily get distracted. One of her nipples is pierced.

Bending over, I nearly fold her in half in an attempt to get my mouth on her luscious tit.

Taking her hardened nipple between my teeth, I tug on the small silver bar before sucking it between my lips and Lizzy cries out, her pussy clenching around my cock.

“You like that?” I growl against her breast, licking around the piercing before sucking it back into my mouth.

“Yes,” she pants, her fingers threading through my hair, holding me against her. “God, yes.”

“When did you get this?” I ask between licks before releasing it with a pop, moving over to the other.

“College,” she gasps as I slow my thrusts to bite down gently on her un-pierced nipple. “Rowan,please,” she moans. “Harder.”

“As you wish,” I growl, pounding into her with everything I’ve got. The table creaks, probably on the verge of collapse, but I don’t give a shit. Nothing matters except Lizzy’s tight cunt wrapped around my cock, taking me deeper with every thrust.

“Look at me,” I command. I need to see her green eyes glaze over when she falls apart. Just like they used to. “Give me all of you.”

Her eyes, blown wide with pleasure, lock with mine and it’s the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced. I feel like I’m seeing straight into her soul, past the walls she’s built around her heart to keep me out.

“I’m so close,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “Don’t you dare stop.”

As if I could. I’ve wanted this—wanted her—for so long that nothing short of death could make me stop now. I increase my pace, thumb working her clit when I feel her walls begin to flutter around me.

“Come for me, Sunshine,” I growl, watching her face contort in pleasure as her walls clench around my dick, bringing me right to the edge.

She shatters with a cry that echoes straight into my soul, her entire body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure rolls through her. The sight of her coming undone—lips parted, eyes glazed in ecstasy—combined with the vise-like grip of her pussy is enough to send me hurtling over the edge.

“Unngghh, fuuuck!” My hips jerk and I empty myself insideher. Pleasure crashes over me, my entire body shuddering as I collapse, bracing myself on my forearms to keep from crushing her.

For several minutes, we stay just like that, my face buried in her neck, her legs wrapped around my waist as we both struggle to catch our breath. The scent of dust, sweat and jasmine takes over my senses, making my head spin.

Reality slowly creeps its way in as our breathing stabilizes.

Holy shit. Did that seriously just happen?

I ease off, carefully pulling out and tucking myself back into my jeans as Lizzy sits up.

Avoiding my eyes, she reaches for her clothes. The silence between us is deafening as she quickly gets dressed, her movements jerky and rushed.

“Iz—”

“Don’t.” She pulls her shirt over her head, face hidden from view. “Let’s not turn this into something it’s not.”

“Then what?” I ask, voice rougher than I want it to be. “What wasthis?”