Page 156 of Sour Notes

My angel tilts her hips up and my cock slips inside her automatically because it already knows its way home.

I drive myself deeper into her and she gasps quietly into my mouth. Her hands grip my shoulders so tight, they draw a growl out of me when I feel the possessive sting of her nails digging into me.

She clenches so damn good, she practically chokes my cock and I have to grit my teeth, trying like hell to fight the desperate urge clawing within me to spill inside my girl. I don’t want this to end too soon.

Stealing a kiss, I drop my forehead to hers, my hips tilting to hit that spot I know she loves.

Her head falls back, mouth falling open on a silent gasp while her eyes wildly scan mine, shining with something that looks like… actually no. I’m not gonna say it and tempt fate.

All that matters is she’s stopped hiding from me.

From us.

Our breaths mingle, her face inches away from mine, as her pussy clenches around me again. A quiet groan rumbles free of my chest as I bury my face in the crook of her neck inhaling her addictive floral scent.

Her nails rake along my scalp, sending a shiver down my spine, while she grinds against me harder, meeting my thrusts with soft, quiet whimpers.

The cool breeze whips around us, toying with strands of her wild hair. It glows like a halo in the moonlight making her look every inch the ethereal angel she is.

I cup a breast to toy with her nipple while I suck her lip into my mouth. She softly moans, arching off the bed and—Jesus fuck—the way she clenches around me again, I’m probably two seconds away from blowing.

Bending, I stroke the tip of my nose along the shell of her ear.

“I’ve got you, Mia. Come for me, claim me as yours before I spill inside you.”

Her mouth falls open on a silent moan. I don’t break eye contact as I tug her nipple and thrust deeper.

Her lashes flutter closed, head tipping back as her hands claw at the comforter beside us.

I growl when her warmth floods me. My girl’s squirting again, just like the other day. But this time she’s finally wrapped around my cock. Her eyes snap open and lock on mine before she surges up and sinks her teeth into the side of my neck.

Fuck me.

That move sends me sailing over the edge, an intense rush coursing through me. My vision whites out and my head spins as I finally break, spilling inside her. I crash my lips to hers, smothering my groan.

Jet after jet pulses out of me, relentless, until my body can barely hold itself upright. But it keeps coming, wringing me out until I’m shaking and boneless.

Careful not to crush her, I pull the comforter back over us and roll us onto our sides, keeping my dick buried inside her.

“Mine,” I whisper against her lips as I kiss her.

“Yours.” She smiles softly, curling her arms around me, pulling me tighter against her.

The stars twinkle in the sky above us. I stare up at them, focusing on the beat of her heart thumping in time with mine as I try to commit this moment to memory.

The night my dream girl finally admitted she was mine, for the universe to hear.

I stroke my hand through her hair, trailing it down her back, when she releases a soft snore. A rush of pride surges through me as I stare down at her beautiful sleeping face.

“I love you,” I mumble into the crown of her head, still too chickenshit to admit it while she’s awake.

Maybe I’ll do it tomorrow.

I don’t want anything to steal this perfect moment from us tonight.

A shrill moan sounds out from next door again and Christ, it sounds like a donkey braying. I forgot all about the asshole.

We both did, now that I think about it. Mia didn’t scream out loud either.