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I laid there, heaving and gasping for air while my head spun in blank reverence. His lips pressed wet kisses on my stomach, leaving a trail of shimmering lust behind him as his body crawled up mine. My body twitched with each kiss, crying out for more while it simultaneously lulled to rest, and the moment his lips captured mine I could feel the aching passion pouring from his body.
I fluttered my eyes open and caught a glimpse of those steely blue eyes, but all I saw was the bright blue eyes of a man who had finally given in to what he wanted. A man who had cast his reservations aside to reach for what he wanted most.
And I smiled before I pulled his shirt over his head.
Silently, I peeled him out of his clothes. They fell to the floor, covering the carpet until all that was left was his skin pulled taut over his gloriously naked body. My fingertips traced the divots of his chiseled chest, leading down into a sculpted abdomen I couldn’t help but dig my fingernails into. I heard him suck in a sharp breath of air, his face collapsing into the crook of my neck as his throbbing cock fell between my legs.
“Please let me have you,” he said into my ear.
“You already do, Christian,” I said. “I don’t understand it, and I don’t really get it, but you already do.”
Without another word uttered between the two of us, he planted his hands and rolled his hips. His dick found its home, inching in slowly as my legs spread to accommodate him. His thick cock pierced right through my walls, pushing and rubbing against places I didn’t even know existed, and I could feel my face twisting in pleasure with every inch my pussy gobbled down.
“Holy shit, you feel amazing,” he said.
I rose my hips to meet his, and I felt his legs shake between mine. I threw my hands around his neck, crashing his lips down onto mine, and soon his buried dick began to sheath itself into my warmth. Time and time again, his hips slapped against me, drawing from my throat breathless moans and groans meant only for him. My fingertips dug into the muscles of his back, feeling them work hard for me as he slammed his hips into mine.
I could hear the wet sound of skin slapping skin as his balls smacked my ass, and all at once I began to chant his name like the chorus of a song.
“Christian. Christian. Yes. Please. Oh, my shit. Yes. You feel, oh, fuck. So good. Shit.”
He pulled the lobe of my ear between his teeth, and it sent goosebumps down my neck. I bit into his shoulder, stifling the groans that were slowly turning into yelps. Every time his dick slammed into me, it grew thicker against my walls, and I felt that telltale electric burn begin to rise up from my toes.
“Oh, fuck. You feel so good around me, Stella. Holy hell. Milk that cock.”
I planted my heels on the bed and lifted my hips to meet his fevered thrusts. My head pressed into the pillow as my hands slid down his arms, massaging his rippling muscles as we breathed one another’s air. I watched him draw his lip between his teeth as his hips began to stutter, and just as I felt my pussy clench down hard onto his dick, he dipped his face into my breasts.
“I’m so close,” he said, groaning. “Oh, fuck. I’m so close.”
“Cum for me, Christian. Cum with me.”
I slammed my hips up into his one last time before my body completely unraveled. My back arched into his muscular chest as his arm wrapped around my back. He pulled me close to him, sucking in a patch of my skin as he marked me for his own pleasure. I could feel his teeth digging into my skin, forcing my orgasm to bubble to the surface, and all I could do was allow my body to be swallowed whole by his.
Sweat was dripping onto the bed, and the room was tainted with our humidified lust. His dick throbbed against my walls, filling me with the evidence of his passion for my body. I felt him pumping stream after stream of cum deep inside my body before it started spilling out onto the bed, and as I felt him collapse on top of me, I dropped us both to the bed.
We gasped for breath together, two bodies exhausted and trembling in the night of the New York City skyline, and all I could think about was how I wanted to hold him.
So, I snaked my weakened arms around his body and held him close to mine.
I cared for this man. This man that was a completely different person from when we were children. Gone were the days of him pulling my hair, getting on my nerves, and making me scream for him at the top of my lungs when it was dinner time. Gone were the days of us arguing over whose parent was better or who would get to open the first Christmas gift.
Gone were the days of us drifting apart.
In that little child’s place was a man. A man I’d needed in my life more than I was willing to admit. A man more like who people envisioned me with instead of the man I’d settled for. A man who made me feel beautiful, protected, and covered from a world that had ripped everything from me.
I felt him slowly pull out from between my legs, but he never made a move to tumble off my body.
I’d needed a man like Christian for a very long time, and it seemed as if I finally had him.
“Stay with me tonight,” he said into my skin.
“I wasn’t planning on going anywhere,” I said.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Christian
My eyes slowly peeled open before my arms tightened around her body. The sunlight was streaming lightly through the curtains, cascading over her naked form as she laid there sleeping. Her shoulders rose and fell with the peaceful slumber we had both slipped into last night, and I curled my body around her while she continued to sleep.
