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I turn, slamming Elle against the wall, pinning her in place and pumping into her, harder and faster. She cries out, and I feel her pussy clench again as she comes hard, a wash of wetness coating me, making her slippery. She moves her hands out of my hair and digs her nails into my back as she hits her full climax and screams out as it takes her.
I finally let go. I plunge into her, a hard fast stroke that finishes me, pushing me over the edge completely. I keep her body pinned in place with my own as I spurt into her. Her climax is fading—she’s coming down from it, and her pussy twitches, clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing. It pushes me past the point of a mere orgasm and into something else. Something more primal, something otherworldly. Something only Elle can bring out in me. I feel my cock spurt for a second and then a third time as every part of me feels my climax and then I am coasting down, panting.
I reach out with one hand, putting my palm against the wall to steady myself as my legs turn to jelly. I keep a tight grip on Elle. I won’t let her fall. I’d never let her fall.
She has her face pressed into my neck. I can feel the hot bursts of air as she fights to get her breath back. When I trust my legs to work for me again, I move toward the couch, keeping Elle wrapped in my arms. I collapse onto it, holding Elle in my lap until we both recover.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ELLE
Coasting down from too many orgasms to count and being held in Falcon’s arms is the happiest I can ever remember being. I can feel his seed slowly running out of me, coating his thighs. I can feel my body trying to readjust, to expend the excess energy my orgasms brought forth. I feel alive, changed somehow by what just happened.
I went from thinking I would lose Falcon to feeling closer to him than I have in months, and I feel good. Tears come to my eyes, happy tears, but I furiously blink them away. I don’t want to ruin the moment by ending up in floods of tears.
Falcon seems to sense that I have returned to myself and he kisses my cheek. I lift my head from his shoulder, and it feels too heavy on my neck. I smile at him.
“Holy fuck, Falcon; remind me why we stopped doing that,” I say.
He laughs an easy laugh that I join in with.
“I have no idea, but we’re never stopping again,” he replies.
I shuffle on his lap so I can face him without pulling my neck muscles. I lean forward and run my lips across his.
“I was so scared I was going to lose you, Falcon, and now I don’t even know why I thought it,” I say.
He kisses me, hard and full.
“You will never lose me, Elle. Never,” he says. “You are mine. Always. Do you understand me?”
I nod, wordless in the face of his total confidence in us.
“I have to admit for a while there, I thought I was losing you too. I wasn’t about to let you go without a fight, but I felt … I don’t know exactly. Like somehow you didn’t need me anymore. And everything I said, everything I did, it seemed to push you further away each time.”
“I was lost, Falcon. I lost myself, and I didn’t know how to come back. I wanted so badly for you to make love to me. To tell me everything would be alright. But I felt as though that maybe wasn’t what you wanted.”
“It was exactly what I wanted. Elle, the only reason I held back from you was that I was so scared to make a move in case you rejected me. That would have broken me. When you said you were past caring … I broke a little inside.”
“I didn’t mean it like that,” I say, willing him to understand. “I meant … God, I don’t even know what I meant. I just … I meant I was done fighting with you. I wanted you to understand.”
I can feel tears coming to my eyes again. Falcon wipes away one that escapes. He leans forward and gently kisses each of my eyelids in turn.
“Please don’t cry, Elle,” he says.
I give a shaky laugh.
“They’re happy tears,” I reassure him. “I’m just happy that we’re back to where we should be.”
“Me too,” he agrees. “And I’m so sorry I was such a total prick.”
I shrug and sigh.
“You were right though, weren’t you? About Franklin. And about me.”
“I was right about Franklin. But none of that was a reflection of you. You can do anything you put your mind to. If I made you feel like that wasn’t the case, then I am truly, deeply sorry. I just … I was so scared of you going out into the world alone and realizing that you didn’t need me, that I tried to keep you right here by my side. And doing that almost made me lose you.”
