I spread her thick thighs apart and buried my face between them.
She was soaked. Hot. Sweeter than anything I'd ever known. I licked a long, agonizingly slow stripe up her center, then took her swollen clit into my mouth, sucking hard. She gasped loudly, her fingers violently fisting into my hair to keep her balance.
“Vinny—shit—” her voice broke on a ragged moan. “Right there… don’t you dare stop.”
I slid two fingers deep inside her, curling them upward while I worshipped her with my tongue. Her thighs shook violently against my head, but I didn’t give her a break. I devoured her until her knees buckled and she came hard, flooding my mouth with her sweetness, crying out my name like the pleasure actively hurt.
I stood up, kissing my way back up her trembling body, and laid her down in the center of the mattress. I stripped out of my clothes in a matter of seconds and crawled over her, settling myself directly between her open thighs.
I aligned the head of my dick with her opening and pushed in slow, inch by agonizing inch, keeping my eyes locked onto her face the entire time. She was so wet, yet so incredibly tight around me, that I had to grit my teeth to keep from losing it.
“Eyes on me,” I growled when her eyelids started to flutter shut.
She obeyed instantly. Those dark, fiery eyes locked into mine as I started to move—deep, heavy, steady strokes that made her gasp and arch her spine off the sheets.
“You feel that?” I rasped, rolling my hips hard against her. “That’s me inside you. No ghosts. Just us.”
Jamie moaned, her nails digging deep into the meat of my back, her thick legs wrapping tightly around my waist to pull me deeper. “Then fuck me like you mean it,” she breathed, her voice completely husky. “Stop holding back, Vinny.”
A guttural groan tore out of my chest, and I gave her exactly what she asked for—harder, devastating thrusts that made the wooden bed frame creak against the wall. “You feel so fucking good… so tight. So wet for me. This pussy was made for me, Jamie.”
She rolled her hips up to meet every strike, actively challenging me. “Then take it. All of it. Stop treating me like I’ll break.”
I gripped her jaw firmly, anchoring her so she had no choice but to look at me as I pounded into her, searching for her deepest depths. “You’re everything, Jamie. The way you take me… the way you look at me… I could stay buried inside you for the rest of my life.”
Her breath hitched, her inner muscles contracting around me as her thighs began to tremble again. “Then don’t stop. I want all of you. Right now.”
I dropped my mouth to her breast, drawing her thick nipple into my mouth and sucking hard while I fucked her deeper. She cried out, her back arching completely off the bed.
“You’re shaking,” I growled against her wet skin. “You feel that? You’re squeezing my dick so fucking tight. Come for me, baby. Let me feel you fall apart.”
“Vinny—”
Her voice cracked completely. Her pussy clenched around my shaft like a vice as she shattered, a violent, pulsing orgasm taking her body as her nails raked down my back.
The sight of her—head thrown back into the pillows, plush lips parted, her entire body seizing with unadulterated pleasure under the bright lights—broke whatever restraint I had left.
I buried myself to the absolute root and followed her straight over the edge, groaning her name like a prayer into the crook of her neck as I filled her, my hips jerking with every heavy pulse.
We stayed locked together long after the storm passed, breathing hard, our skin sweat-slick and trembling against the sheets. I leaned down, kissing her slow, soft, and deep, still buried inside her warmth.
“You’re mine now, Jamie,” I whispered against her lips, my voice entirely hoarse. “And I’m yours. Completely.”
Chapter Twenty-Six — Jamie
Another week had passed since that first night, and I couldn’t seem to get enough of him. He couldn’t get enough of me either. We were running out of time—the outside world closing in on our throat—but we were acting reckless as hell.
I had him flat on his back, straddling his thick hips, slowly sinking down on his dick inch by inch until he was buried to the absolute hilt inside me. I rolled my hips in a slow, filthy grind, savoring the way his jaw instantly clenched.
“I can feel your dick thumping and twitching inside me,” I purred, leaning down just enough to brush the seam of my lips against his. “You’re about to cum for me, aren’t you,papi?”
He hated that name. Which was exactly why I used it. I loved watching that sharp jaw tighten under my control.
When he didn’t answer fast enough, I fisted my hand tightly in his dark hair and yanked his head back, forcing his eyes to meet mine. I kissed him—deep, slow, and teasing—then pulled back just as he tried to chase my mouth for more.
“Answer me,” I whispered against his lips, barely giving him any contact.
“Yes,” he groaned, his voice completely wrecked. “Fuck—yes.”
