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He rests my hands on the bed in between his spread thighs. Just out of reach of him. Then he grips my chin and forces my eyes up to his. They’re so very dark, and yet I can see the hunger, the heat, the love burning bright in them.
“I’ve spent my whole life without you. Knowing that another man has been eating and fucking what’s mine.”
I try to pull my face away but he drags my eyes back to him.
“Do you know what that feels like?” he asks.
“Like something tearing at your insides,” I tell him.
He presses his thumb into my mouth and I suck it.
“Tonight… you’re mine.”
I swallow and a tremor moves through me at the dark promise in his voice.
“I’ve always been yours,” I whisper and his expression sharpens, turns primal and his need is a visceral, palpable force wrapping itself around me.
“That’s fucking right,” he growls before he crushes his mouth to mine and kisses me with an almost savage fervor that I return eagerly. While our tongues duel and dart in a wet, open-mouthed dance, my bound hands itch for freedom especially when he twines my pony tail around his fist.
“Your hair is always pulled back,” he mutters against my mouth.
“It’s easy this way.”
“Easy…” He rolls the word around like he?
?s testing it and tugs the elastic holding it together until my hair spills like a veil around my shoulders. “I want to fuck easy up.” He gathers bunches of it in his hands. “I want to fuck you up. And then put you back together like only I can.”
“You still talk so much,” I tease.
He presses his thumb into my chin and holds my mouth open. “How about we both stop talking?” he drawls. And then he slides forward and the salty, taut, hot tip of his dick glides against the inside of my bottom lip. I dart my tongue out to lick it and he surges forward, slipping into my mouth while he cups the back of my head.
“Suck my dick like you’ve fucking missed it.” His voice is ragged with need and I move my head up and down, the slide of his silken cock against my wet tongue is making me crazy. His broad head presses against the back of my throat and I gag. But I don’t stop.
I wrap both hands around the base his thick long, beautiful cock and wrap my lips around it and hollow my cheeks. I experiment with my pace until his moans tell me what he likes. His grip on my hair has turned painful. His free hand roams my back and shoulders—my pussy, my nipples, my ass, my thighs, everything pulses with jealousy.
They all want what my mouth has. And when I feel the rush of his cum on my tongue, I don’t waste a minute getting off my knees and climbing on top of him.
He moans low, loud and when I drape my arms over his shoulder and press my chest to his, it reverberates between us.
“Get on,” he growls and I lower myself onto his still spurting cock. I slip down so easily, the slide of friction so delicious that our eyes widen at the same time.
“Best. Cunt. In. The. World,” he says and fucks me in time to his praise.
“Yours,” I purr, my head falls back, my hair brushes the small of my back and all of the sensations assailing me are making my body go wild.
“You’re never going to forget that again.”
His gaze turns determined, and he stands up. I hook my still bound hands around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist.
He stands like that for a minute, kissing me, holding me in his strong arms like I weigh nothing.
I feel weightless, like if he let me go, I would defy gravity and float away. I drape my arms over his shoulders and pull myself up and slam back down.
“Oh, shit, Kal,” he groans my name and I feel a surge of power. I press my forehead against his. Our kiss is a teasing one, we nip each other’s lips, our tongues twine and our breaths intermingle.
Then, he lifts me off his dick and lets me fall back on the bed. He reaches to the lamp on the bedside table and the dark room floods with soft, hazy light.
I’ve never felt comfortable being naked with the lights on. Even before I had Bianca, but especially not since. My body bears the marks of carrying and nursing my daughter.
