My thrusting remains slow at first, allowing her to have her fun with my fingers until she releases me. “God, that was unreal.” She beams and lifts her head for a kiss.
Obliging, my tongue delves into her mouth, licking at her tongue, her cheeks, the back of her throat. Anywhere it can reach and touch. I want to taste all of her.
Cupping a hand to the back of her head and the other to her ass, I hold her tight as I begin pounding relentlessly into her petite frame. Her legs squeeze my hips, and her arms tug my hair while she whines into the kiss.
The way she ripples around my cock, flooding me with her sweet nectar, it’s clear she’s close to a powerful orgasm. Bending my knees, I change angles to nail her harder, deeper, until she screams into my mouth. I swallow her cries and fuck her throughit. She claws and pushes at me, but I’m too involved in chasing my own pleasure to stop.
I fucking can’t.
God,she feels so fucking good.
“Just a little more,” I hiss into her mouth. Our lips touch; we breathe into each other as I slam in once more, forcing a second, more powerful orgasm from her as I come deep inside her body.
Fuck, I’m sick. All I can think is that her cervix is opening as she comes, eating up all my semen at the same time. Soaking it into her womb. Creating a precious life.
“Oh god, Law,” she weeps into my chest. “How did that feel so good? It was like crashing into the abyss where nothing exists but pleasure.”
Wiping the sweaty hair away from her face, my dick remains in her pussy, acting as a plug, while I sip from her lips. Plying her with light, sweet kisses. “It’s us together, darling. We’re magic.” As she leans against me and sighs in satisfaction, I’m determined that this will be the woman I marry.
CHAPTER 7
Autumn
My body aches in places I hadn’t thought possible, and I couldn’t be happier. When Law planned to come over last night, he may not have planned on us having sex, but I had. I’d had a month to think about him. Work through my complex feelings about a man I kissed once and who held me an entire night while I cried my eyes out, relieved my ordeal was finally over.
It didn’t take my therapist counseling me that my feelings were more than gratitude. It was love. I could feel it in the darkest, deepest depths of my soul. So when I invited him over, almost begged, really, because hedidn’twant me acting out of gratitude. He wanted our feelings for each other to be raw and real. And, boy, are they.
I recognize that now more than ever.
I love Outlaw Morgan.
“I see his truck is still outside.” Spinning at my sister, Trixie’s, voice, surprised to find her walking in just now, I can’t help the girlish giggle. “You slept with him.” Her eyes widen, butshe smiles brightly. “Whore.” It’s a joke between us. Always has been.
“I know, I know, but it just felt so perfect. He was kind and caring. And the things that man can do with his tongue, good lord.” Fanning my face with a hand, I become wet just thinking about his tongue between my legs again, tasting us. God, I need it.
“Glad I didn’t come home then.” She grins, and it’s then that I notice her tired appearance.
“Where did you go?” I shut off the burner, move the pan with the egg, bacon, and pepper scramble to the side, and pop a lid on it to melt the cheese.
“Spent the night with the girls. We drank, we played games, and I somehow slept half on a couch and half on the floor. I’m going to bed.” After kissing my cheek and hugging me, she heads to her room.
“I’ll leave food for you in the oven.”
She waves a hand at me, her door closing quietly behind her.
After popping a couple of blueberry bagels in the toaster, I cut and clean some berries, then make our coffee. I’m finished setting the table and plating everything up just as Law steps out of my room. Jeans riding low on his hips, button undone, shirtless, and hair a complete mess from my fingers.
“Good morning.” He grabs the front of my robe once I’m within reach and drags me into his body, slamming his mouth over mine and fucking my mouth the way he did my body. Melting into him, I undo it and let it drop to the floor.
“Ah fuck, baby, turn around.” Following direction, I press my hands to the island countertop and present my naked ass towards him.
“Trixie is home, so we have to be quiet,” I whisper, watching him lower the zipper of his pants, cock springing forward and already leaking as he slides between my folds.
“No, baby,youhave to be quiet.” Smacking my ass with the tips of his fingers, I yelp and jump away from the contact. “Beautiful,” he murmurs.
Moaning as he enters my body, I bite my lip until it bleeds, not wanting to cry out. This man makes me very vocal.
“Please, Law, don’t tease me.” Our eyes meet, and it’s obvious he’s hurting too.
