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Fuuuuuuuck.
Sweat instantly coats my forehead, and I grit my teeth and clench my ass so I don’t come on the spot. Tight. So goddamn tight. Her eyes pinch tight in pain, and I rub my hand up her spine, trying to get her to relax.
“You still with me, sweetheart?” My voice isn’t the least bit taunting anymore. I only want her pain when it comes with pleasure. Not hurt.
She hums and pins me with a look that could make me come on the spot. “I remember something about you making me take every inch. Is this the best you’ve got?”
I wheeze out a laugh, my forehead dropping to her spine, and I watch myself pull almost all the way out of her hot little pussy. She gasps, grips the hell out of the chair she’s thrown over, and holds on tight as she braces for what she knows I’m about to give her. Exactly what she wants.
I slide back in, hard and deep, all the way to the hilt.
“Oh!”
I smirk, licking her skin. “Like that? Is that what you want?”
“Yes. God, yes. More, Bennett. I want more.”
I start to pound into her, my hips swinging like a pendulum, pumping my cock harder and faster with each thrust. So hard I can’t see straight, and the chair is dragging through the threads of the carpet, inching forward until it slams into the coffee table, rattling some stupid piece of glass my decorator picked out.
“Goddamn,” I moan. “Katy.” I pant out a breath, one hand grasping a full tit so I can hold her against me and the other on her hip, helping my leverage. “You feel so good.” I swear, nothing has ever felt better than her slick, hot cunt. Fucking nothing.
I don’t let up for a second, continuing to take her, loving how she pounds back into me with each of my forward thrusts. I want to kiss her. I want to taste her mouth and stare into her eyes as I fuck her, but that feels… intimate. Like not just sex, and as much as I want that, I also have to remember exactly what this is.
Why this has to stay just sex and why this is only temporary.
So instead, I fuck her like an animal.
Tightening my grip on her tit, my hand on her hip slides around and finds her clit, where I start to rub it in fast, furious circles. Because while I wanted her to come two more times, she feels too good, her pussy grips me too perfectly, and I’m barely hanging on. I continue thrusting with everything I’ve got, sweat trickling down my back, doing nothing to cool my overheated skin.
Katy squeals. “Bennett, ah, I’m so close. So close.”
My eyes squeeze tight, and I pound into her, thrusting up so I hit the front wall of her pussy with every fuck I give her. I feel the moment her orgasm hits her. Feel her pussy clenching around my cock, milking it as I continue to fuck her through it. Her nails scrape at the fabric of the chair, her body spasming and shaking, her short, raspy pants filling the room.
Only I don’t stop. I can’t stop.
She’s so wet right now—so much wetter than she was moments ago—and I can’t get enough. It’s too good to stop. Too good to come even. Pleasure courses through me, tightening my balls and making my stomach clench.
“Katy,” I groan, dipping down and kissing her tacky skin, tasting her and smelling how sweet she is. Pulling her upright, I wrap my arms around her and give her everything I’ve got. I turn her head, capture her lips with mine, open my eyes, and take in the sight before me.
God, she’s beautiful.
So perfect.
So… mine.
That thought sits with me for a very possessive moment, and I revel in it. I’m the one fucking her. I’m the one making her come. I’m the one who’s going to get her pregnant.
Me. No one else.
Both damaged, slightly lost people who somehow found each other again at the exact right moment. And I don’t allow myself to think beyond that. To wonder or question.
I’m not even tempted to.
Instead, I kiss her and hold her, and yes, I do fuck her through another orgasm before I lose my absolute mind and come inside her. My back strains, my grip bruises, my vision goes sideways, and I shoot every ounce of myself harder than I ever have in my life into her.
For a moment, I hold still, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to think. Katy is in my arms, panting and sweaty, and I… I don’t want to let her go.
On a deep inhale of her skin, my eyes close, and I shudder. It’s as if the misaligned center of me is back where it belongs. What the hell is this? My heart starts to pound differently than it ever has before, her name a chant and a prayer and a fucking revelation in my head, her body an awakening in my arms.
