AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My tears are mixed with his harsh breathing into the most lethal combination of love and lust. I love him a thousand times more than I lust for him, but the two mix and intensify as he removes his mouth from mine to trail his warm lips down my jaw and neckline. He bends at his knees to get better contact with my skin, and I can barely stand on my feet as he bites down softly just above where my collarbone would show if I were as thin as society wanted me to be.
I begin to walk back toward the bed and tug at his shirt when he tries to protest. He gives in with a huff and a firm kiss to my neck; we reach the bed and stop to look at each other.
I don’t want either of us to speak and ruin what we’ve started, so I grab ahold of the hem on my shirt and pull it up over my head. His breathing is deepening again, this time out of need, not anger.
When my shirt hits the floor, I reach in front of me to undress him. He lifts his own shirt, and as my nervous but quick fingers fumble with his belt and tug his jeans down his legs, he grows impatient and uses the leg I’m not holding to push them to the floor.
I climb back onto the bed as he does the same, his fingers constantly running along my bare skin. Hardin shifts his weight as his lips find mine again, his tongue pushing through my lips slowly as he hovers over me, using his arms to support his weight.
I can feel him getting hard just from our kissing, so I lift my hips slightly off of the bed to meet his in order to create friction between us. He groans and tugs his boxers down with one hand, leaving them at his knees. My hand immediately grips his length, and he hisses into my ear. My hand pumps slowly up and down him. I lean down, tracing my tongue over the tip of his cock, wanting to elicit more sounds from him. I lift my head back up to face him and wrap my hand around him again.
“I love you,” I remind him as he moans into my neck.
He moves one hand to my chest and tugs carelessly at the cups of my bra to expose my breasts to him.
“I love you,” he finally says.
“Are you sure you want to do this? What with everything going on, and we aren’t together right now . . .” he explains, and I nod.
“Please,” I beg.
His mouth meets my chest, and his hands travel behind my back to unclasp my bra so he can remove it fully. His fingers are cold against my hot skin, but his tongue is warm and needy as he flicks it over my nipple, grazing the skin with his teeth.
I tug at his hair, and I’m rewarded with a low moan as his mouth moves to my other breast.
Chapter one hundred and fourteen
HARDIN
One look at her while she’s undressing and I’m ready to bury myself inside of her. I know all of our issues haven’t been resolved, but I need this, we fucking need this.
I push my jeans down over my ankles and climb back onto the bed to meet her, the infuriating girl who has stolen every ounce of me, body and soul, and I never want it back. I don’t even care what she does with it. It’s hers. I’m hers.
I’m already hard just from looking at her naked body. I tear my mouth away from her beautiful tits just long enough to grab a condom from the dresser. She lies down on her back, legs spread open.
“I want to be able to see you,” I tell her.
She tilts her head to the side slightly in confusion, so I gently hold on to her arms and pull her on top of me. Her body feels so damn good on top of mine; she was made for me.
Tessa’s thighs part farther, and she moves her hips, rubbing her wetness against my hard cock. I’m already fucking anxious and ready, but this, the way she glides over my length with a teasing roll of her hips, is driving me fucking crazy.
I reach my hand down between us and rub my thumb over her clit. She gasps and wraps her hand around the back of my neck.
She lowers herself down onto me, and we both hiss as I enter her. Fuck, I’ve missed this. I’ve missed us.
“You feel so good with me filling you.” I praise her and watch as her eyes roll back in pleasure. Her hips begin to move in slow circles as I take in the sight in front of me. She’s beautiful and so damn sexy, exquisite really. I’ve never seen anything or anyone like her. Her chest is full, pushing out each time her hips move. I love watching her ride me.
She’s getting better and better at this, being on top. I can remember the first time she tried. She wasn’t bad, but she was so nervous the entire time. Right now she’s taking full control, and it couldn’t be any fucking better. She’s getting more and more comfortable in her body, and that makes me happy. She’s fucking sexy, and she should own it.
I lift my hips from the bed and meet her movements. She moans, her eyes widening.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? You’re fucking amazing,” I encourage her.
I gently tug at Tessa’s arm to bring her down to me. As much as I want to look at her as her body owns mine, I want to kiss her even more. My mouth finds hers, and I love the way she whimpers into my kiss.
“Tell me how it feels,” I say into her mouth and cup her ass, pushing my cock deeper inside of her.
“Good . . . so good, Hardin,” she whimpers. Her hands rest on my chest to support her weight.
“Move faster, baby.” I reach up and take one of her tits in my hand. I squeeze, and she fucking loves it.
“Mm-hmm . . .” she agrees.
Seconds later she winces and stills. Her eyes meet mine.
“What’s wrong?” I try to sit up with her against my chest without removing myself from her.
“Nothing . . . it just felt . . . deeper or something. I can feel you so much deeper.” She flushes, her voice soft with wonder.
“Good or bad?” I lift my hand to push her hair back behind her ear.
