I moved.
I pulled out of her and thrust inside of her.
Over and over again.
I pressed my lips to the pulse point at her neck, then lifted my head and locked my eyes on hers.
She was moaning as she met me thrust for thrust, her heels digging into the globes of my ass.
I slammed into her over and over, driving her up the bed.
I felt that all too familiar tingle at the base of my spine, and muttered, “Fuck.”
“Give it to me, Alexander,” she ordered.
I glared, “You first. Now, baby.”
And like a rocket, she detonated.
“Alexander!” she yelled.
I moaned, “Fucking heaven.”
I emptied my cum in her still tight as fuck pussy.
Our breaths mingled as we both caught our breath.
“Give me a second, and I’ll be ready to go again. Just gotta quit seeing stars.”
She smiled, then her smile vanished.
Something in my chest tightened.
“Did you cum?” she asked.
I frowned, but where she was concerned, I still chuckled, “Baby, you know I did.”
She nodded, “Good. It’s nighttime. You’ve got ten more minutes before you're usually gone. See you next time.”
And then she was sliding out from underneath me and walking to her bathroom.
“Baby?” I called.
She didn’t slow.
“Creedence,” I growled.
She stepped into the bathroom, flicked on the light, and started to close the door.
I swallowed, “Star Shine.”
The door stopped its movements.
And in a tone I’d never heard from her before, she whispered, “Don’t. Not until you're ready to pull your head out of your ass and realize what I meant when I said I wanted all of you. The demons. The nightmares. The same ones you told Uncle Knox about and not me. I want all of it. You're just too much of a fucking idiot to understand that.”
And with that, she closed the door, and yes, I heard the lock go.
I could have broken in.
