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So much for making love. But, fuck that. This was our love. And if we wanted to show our love for each other with anal, then so be it. Nothing says romance like anal.
“Lie down on your back, Butterfly. I want to see your face when I take your ass.”
She was on her back before I even finished my instructions. I crawled over her and made my way down to suck on her clit a little more. I dipped two fingers into her tight pussy, using her cum as lube. I played with her little hole while nibbling on her clit until she was bucking against my face once again. Finally, I gave her one finger, and fuck, she was so tight that I didn’t know how my dick would ever fit in there. Slowly, I worked her up enough to take another finger, and soon, she was practically fucking herself on my hand. I pulled my fingers out, and she whined at the loss, but her whine turned into moans when I spread her cheeks and dove in to lick her once more. I devoured her. I rubbed my face up and down her slit, my chin hitting her ass and her pussy juices coating my beard.
“Fuck, Cole! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m gonna come.” I pulled back a bit and spat on her tight ring for good measure.
“Not without my cock inside you, you aren’t.”
I moved up her body and nudged my dick at her back entrance, barely pressing inside her, teasingly. I rocked back and forth slowly, easing her into it.
“Touch your clit, baby. I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.” As soon as she started touching herself, I felt her ring relax a little, and I pushed my way inside. Her legs tightened, and she clenched around my cock painfully.
“Shh, relax, baby. You can take it.” Easy for me to say. I wasn’t the one taking a foot long in my ass. I lowered my face down to hers and kissed her hard, punishing, and her velvet tongue swirled against mine as she panted for more. It was sloppy and rough and perfect for us.
Jade’s hips moved faster, wanting more, and I angled my head to suck one of her perfect, dusky nipples into my mouth.
“Bite it, Cole. Make it hurt. Please.”
I did as she asked, tugging on her nipple with my teeth.
“Harder, Cole. Hurt me,” she be
gged. So I did. I bit her nipples until they were puffy and purple while she chanted, “Fuck me. Fuck my ass,” over and over again. I didn’t hold back. I fucked her hard and fast, snapping my hips into her harder than I’d ever fucked her pussy.
I used one hand to rub her swollen nub while I bit her tits and fucked her senseless. Her head jerked from side to side, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought she needed an exorcism.
“Fuck, Jade. Come. Now. Come with my cock in your ass. I’m going to fill you up, baby. I’ll make you so full,” I gritted out. That was all it took for Jade to shatter. She threw her head back and screamed while she clenched around my cock. I didn’t stand a chance. I came so fucking hard and long that my cum was overflowing, dripping down the sides of my cock.
We both lay still, taking our time on our journey back to earth. I collapsed on top of her, my head nestled between those perfect tits while she stroked my hair and beard.
“I fucking love you,” she whispered dreamily.
“I fucking love you, too, Butterfly.”
Two months had passed since the warehouse, and I’d classify them as ‘bliss’ if I didn’t have any balls, but I do, so let’s just say that they were, for the most part, pretty good. Jade, Dahlia, and the girls were recovering well. They weren’t physically hurt, but the psychological trauma had taken a toll. Dahlia and Graham have moved from their Jersey home, which was grossly unprotected from the Italians, to a skyscraper in Manhattan. The location, obviously, was a secret no one but Jade, Carter, and I knew of.
Jade moved in with us, and I gave absolutely zero fucks about Carter looking pissed about it.
It wasn’t about having her around so I could fuck her until my dick fell off, though it’d have been worth it. It was about her personal protection. Carter knew—since I was pretty sure he felt the same way about Quinn—the importance of keeping the girl you loved safe from the baddies.
And the Italians were very bad indeed.
That didn’t mean that he was happy about the new arrangement. For one thing, Jade was a fucking mess. Not just emotionally, after what happened with Stefano, but also as a person. She was messy. As. Fuck.
Her shoes were everywhere, from under the coffee table to the hallway, and a pair of high heels had also somehow ended up in Carter’s closet, and yes, I gave him shit about that anyway just because it was funny. She threw her towels on the floor after she took a shower and left peanut butter jars open in the kitchen, attracting everything from ants to mice. I wasn’t a particularly neat person, and even I had to admit living with a Tasmanian devil was far less messy than living with Jade.
Almost every time I walked into the apartment after practice, I heard them fighting. And it would go like this:
Carter: “Jade! Jade! JADE! Are you fecking kidding me? You left your bloody knickers on the kitchen counter!”
Jade: “Sorry, Cart… Wait, what the hell are knickers?”
Carter (sighs heavily): “Underwear.”
Jade: “They weren’t bloody, you sicko! My period isn’t due until next week.”
Carter (mutters): “Feck my life… No, they weren’t bloody. Please tell me there’s a good reason why they were on the kitchen counter, where I eat.”
