“Yes!”
Good. Very good.
I ripped open a condom and slid it on. And then I stood there, outlined in the moonlight as I considered my options.
She didn’t speak, but she did quirk an eyebrow at me. A single arch look that challenged me, that said, “Bring it. Right now.”
And so I did.
I stalked behind her and positioned myself. But I didn’t go in. Not yet. Instead, I stroked my hand down her spine and watched her arch in response. Then I let my hands slide around to her breasts, where I twisted and tugged on her nipples.
Sliding my hands down to her hips, I held her exactly where I wanted to. She was trembling, or was it me? Didn’t matter. We were both about to get what we wanted.
“Ellie,” I whispered.
“Yes?”
“You’re going to come exactly when I tell you.” And then I slammed inside her.
She cried out in surprise, even though she’d been so wet that I slid in easily. I waited a moment, prolonging the feel of her perfect grip on my dick. The heat. The wetness. And the slowly contracting vise.
It took me a moment to realize she was doing that. She was consciously milking me with a slow deliberate grip.
My God, it was incredible.
“Do that again,” I ordered.
She did, and stars appeared behind my eyelids.
“Once more.”
Yes.
And then I lost control. I started moving even though I didn’t want to. I slammed into her again and again, grinding my pelvis against her backside and gripping her hips so I could pull her down onto me. I felt the burn in my spine. The heat seconds before the rush.
It was time.
Now. But I couldn’t stop. I gripped her hips hard, trying to help us both. But I’d totally lost control. Everything I had was pounding into her.
“Now!” I bellowed. “Right now!”
Then I slammed my hand forward and down. I had to stroke her. I had to—
She exploded.
She came with a scream, and I held on to her as she bucked beneath me. And then the rush blew through me. A firestorm of power, of release, everything I had gushing into her.
She owned me in that moment. For all my attempts at control, she was the one who took me inside. She was the one who wrung me dry. And she was the one who cradled my body when I collapsed.
Her.
And then she completely destroyed me.
I almost missed it. The blood was still rushing through my ears, but I was so attuned to her, I felt her breath. Even more, I heard her exhale as she whispered the words.
“I love you.”
Whoosh.
