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His mouth finds mine and he kisses me deep, pushing into me slightly. I’m more than ready for him—need him inside me like I need to fucking breathe.
His cock plunges deep, making me cry out into the kiss. I don’t think I’ll ever be totally used to how big he is. Each time is a new sensation of fullness. I’m so stuffed that I can’t breathe, and like this, I feel whole. Complete.
Malik slides in all the way to the hilt, his tongue never leaving mine. I can feel his pulse in his cock, feel the pleasure rippling through him to me and back. Perfect friction making me shake with every movement of his hips.
My hands are on his back, holding him to me, and Malik pulls back long enough to shake his head. “I’m not going to last long enough to tie you to this bed. This time. So we’ll have to improvise. Hands above your head.”
Fuck. My pussy clenches down on his cock, the words spreading heat like a wildfire across my skin. I release him and raise my hands, stretching them up.
“Hold the headboard.”
It’s wrought iron bars, and I curl my fingers around the cold metal, gripping it.
“Don’t let go,” he says. “Your wrists are tied to that headboard. Got it?”
I breathe the word. “Yes.”
He sets a fast pace. Pounding into me, his cock hitting me in all the right places. My fingers flex on the headboard. I’m not going to last much longer, either. The orgasm building inside me is going to be explosive. I’ve never been fucked like this before. Not even close. Even with all the stuff that we’ve done together, this is more. Because it means everything to both of us.
“Malik,” I say, my voice shaking. “I’m going to come.”
“Not yet,” he says. I recognize the command in his voice, and I am helpless to fight against it.
He pulls out of me before ramming back in, hard enough to push the air out of my lungs. He does it again, and my pussy is tight around him. It feels like I’m trying to keep all this incredible pleasure in.
His teeth scrape my ear, his breath hot on my skin. “You’re not allowed to come until I tell you to,” he growls. “Got it?”
“Yes,” I manage to reply, breathless. “God, yes.”
Malik leans down and kisses me, his mouth claiming mine. He’s in control, and I love it. I love the way he kisses me, moving his mouth over mine, in and out, in and out, in time with the thrusts of his cock.
“I love you,” he says, words punctuated by the movements of his hips. “I love you. God, I fucking love you.”
His thrusts grow faster, harder, and I know he’s close. My body shudders around him, my nerves more sensitive than they’ve ever been. I feel the indescribable heat at the base of my spine, moving up to meet him. He has me pinned with his body so I’m at his mercy and I love it. I love it. I love him.
“Come with me.” Malik says. “Now.”
My body obeys even before my brain has processed his command. Stars burst behind my eyes and I think I actually hear fireworks. The brightest light I’ve ever seen. I can’t tell where he ends and I begin, because I’m on fire, burning up with ecstasy.
Before I can catch my breath, he pulls out, turning me over on the bed. I make a noise of protest, but it’s forgotten when he flips me on my stomach. Wrapping my hands back around the bars of the headboard, I brace myself.
The bed dips behind me. I wait, breathless. Waiting for him to spread me open and take me. I can’t think about anything else. He plunges back into me, fucking me without mercy to his own climax. One more orgasm pulls me under, and he pulls out, coming all over my skin just like that first time in his apartment.
It’s fitting that it’s full circle.
“I love you,” he says. “I love you so fucking much.”
I’m breathing hard, still riding out the waves of pleasure, not quite ready to move. Or think. Or answer. Because this time, the words are easier to say. I’ve always loved him, deep down inside. But I can’t hold back anymore. I don’t want to. “I love you, too.”
Malik kisses my shoulder, then the back of my neck. I roll over, curling myself into his side. We’re both sweaty and sticky, but neither of us seems to care.
The sun is finally rising outside, dimly lighting up the streets of Manhattan. “Other than firing Michael and talking to your lawyer, do you have anything to do today?”
“No,” he says. Malik’s eyes are already drooping. No wonder. He’s barely slept and just fucked the shit out of me.
