Page 106 of Ruin

But I know Zeus, and I won’t stay here for long. When he fucks like this, he likes to fuck in as many ways as possible.

And I’m right.

I’m moving. Turned over onto my stomach. Ass in the air. Legs spread. And he’s back inside me.

Hands gripping my ass cheeks, fingers biting into my skin, he thrusts in and out of me. Skin slapping skin in the most delicious way. The sound turning me on even more.

“Fuck,” he grits out. “I missed you so fucking much.”

I missed you, too.

His arm comes underneath me, and he lifts me up. Sitting on his haunches, cock still inside me, he puts me in his lap. My back to his chest.

“Ride me,” he whispers roughly into my ear.

So, I do.

With his mouth and tongue on my neck. His hands on my breasts, pinching my nipples. Sweat mists my skin. Slick against his.

One hand leaves my breast and slips between my thighs.

His fingers find my clit, and he starts to tease me to the point of madness.

My legs are shaking. My heart racing.

But I keep fucking him, harder and harder, until I’m coming apart in his arms.

I’ve barely finished coming when I’m lifted off him, and my back hits the mattress. A second later, Zeus’s body hits mine. Another second, and he’s back inside me. And, this time, he’s not playing.

This is pure, animalistic fucking.

He’s gone to the edge, ready to go over. I can see it in his eyes.

He needs this. He needs me.

I hook my legs over his hips, wrapping them around his back. I press my hands to his chest. To his tattoo.

Then, I lean up and place a kiss on it.

He stills.

I lay my head back down. His eyes are on mine, and the look in them makes my heart ache.

He takes my face in his hands and leans down to kiss me.

I wrap my arms around him and kiss him back.

Then, he’s moving again.

But, now, it doesn’t feel like fucking. It feels an awful lot like making love.

But I can’t bring myself to change the point we’re at.

I want to be here too much.

I feel my second orgasm start to build quickly.

“You’ll come again, Dove.” It’s not a question. It’s a fact.