Page 78 of Battle Scars

My heart races in my chest while we wait for the elevator because this is uncharted territory for me. I haven’t claimed a woman in a long fucking time. The bell chimes as the metal doors open and we step inside.

As soon as the doors close, she leaps into my arms, wrapping her long legs around my waist as she places her hands behind my head and drags my mouth down to hers.

It only takes my brain a second to process the feel of her warm pussy against my dick, the heat of her searing through our clothes, before I take over the kiss. I lick into her mouth and turn to press her back against the mirrored wall of the elevator, anchoring her so that I can grind my hips against her core.

She pulls her mouth away from mine, gasping as she arches, giving me her neck. I bite down in the space between her neck and shoulder as I rub against her through her panties. She moans just as the elevator doors open and thank God there’s no one lingering in the hallway because I couldn’t put her down now if I wanted.

I don’t hesitate to head straight to her door. She slides her room key out of her bag and waves it over the reader on the door. I push the door open and move through the room, listening for the click of the door as it shuts behind us.

Honestly, a terrorist cell could pop up in this hotel suite, and it probably wouldn’t stop me from taking this woman—my woman—right now. That’s how much I want her—how much I need to be inside of her.

I stop next to the bed, sliding my hands from her ass up to her back so that she’ll lower her feet to the floor. As soon as she’s on solid ground, I reach behind me and grab my shirt by the back of the collar and pull it up and over my head, dropping it to the ground.

Her pulse flickers against her neck as she watches me toe off my boots and kick off my socks before unbuckling my leather belt. If she looked down, she’d see that my dick is so hard it’s tenting my jeans.

I unsnap the denim and shove my jeans and my boxer briefs down my legs, letting my thick cock spring free. Adrienne gasps as it bobs between us, but I use her distraction to reach under her short sundress and grab the front of her panties to pull her closer to me.

“Are you ready for me again?” I ask, my voice deep and raspy. She doesn’t answer me out loud but instead, she bites her lip and nods her head. “Good. Can I undress you?”

“Please,” she whispers.

I shove her panties down her legs before I reach for the hem of her dress and savor each inch of skin that it reveals as I raise it up over her head. It gets tossed to the pile of my discarded clothes.

No matter how many times I see her clothed or unclothed, I’ll never get used to how beautiful she is. I hope I never do.

“Are you still with me, Adrienne?”

“Yes,” comes out on a breath.

I lift her by the backs of her thighs and she wraps her legs around my waist again, only this time, there’s nothing standing between her cunt and my cock. And the way she moans at the contact…

I climb onto the bed with her in my arms and gently lay her down on her back. Her pussy glistens in the dim light. She’s so wet from earlier, soaked. Dripping. I lean over her and lick her breast, sucking her tight nipple into my mouth as I reach for her, teasing her clit to the sound of her sexy whimpers until she finally lets go and comes on my hand.

Only then do I cover her body with mine and slowly ease my cock into her, working my way in until cum covers my hard length.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, and her eyes round with surprise. Before she can say anything at all, I cover her mouth with mine. She opens for me to lick inside as I gently plunge in and out of her, over and over, rocking us both toward a breaking climax.

She draws her thighs up my back and wraps her arms around me tightly, holding on to me as if she’s afraid to let go. I feel the same way, but I don’t know how to say it.

I want her in a way that says I always will, more than just getting my dick wet. I want her, the woman, not just use of her body, but I don’t know how to let myself have her.

She arches into me and moans against my lips as I move faster, not to fuck her, but to bring her over the edge. I want to worship her in the way that she deserves, not the raw fucking or even the hate fucking we’ve indulged in so far.

“That’s it, baby,” I encourage when I feel her pussy clench and pulsate around me. She’s close. “Come all over me. Drench my cock.”

“Oh god,” she pants.

“Show me how good I make you feel,” I tell her as I thrust deeper, hitting her g-spot. Her nails dig into my back in the way that makes my cock even harder.

“Yes…yes.”

I reach between us and rub her clit with my thumb. “That’s it. Strangle my cock. Show me you know how good it is between us.”

“Gabe—” she moans, barley holding on.

Her orgasm is building so big, so strong, I know it’s going to wreck her. I won’t stop. I don’t let up because as much as it will wreck her, I want her to wreck me too.

“I know, baby. You feel so fucking good.” I drive into her over and over, thumbing her clit with mercenary precision. “I need you to come all over my cock.”