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He sucked her off through her orgasm, licking and nipping the engorged little nub between her folds while pumping his fingers until her arms shook. His balls ached and his cock throbbed. He couldn’t wait any longer.
Pulling his fingers free, he flattened his palm between her shoulder blades and pushed down her upper body. “Now bend your arms.”
She complied, resting her cheek on the pillow.
Leaning over her, he grabbed the bottle of oil and squirted a generous amount between her ass cheeks. He wasn’t thinking straight any longer, but he had to get the technicalities out of the way. “I want to come inside your ass. I’m clean. Do you trust me?”
She gave a tense nod.
“We’ll go slowly,” he said, using a finger to work the oil into the pucker of her ass. “Say the word and I’ll stop.”
He grabbed her hip in one hand and the base of his cock in the other, placing the crest against her back hole. The sight alone was enough to make him shoot his load. Her ass clenched when he pushed forward with steady pressure.
“Relax for me,” he coaxed. “Try to push back if you can.”
Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply and blew out slowly.
The tight ring of muscles relented, stretching enough to let him in. The crest of his cock slid effortlessly into her slick channel. With the head lodged inside, he paused to give her time to adjust.
“How are you doing?” he asked, caressing her ass cheeks.
“Good,” she whispered.
He pushed in another inch and stopped. Slowly, he worked himself deeper until her ass completely swallowed his cock. He moved carefully, letting her get used to the new sensations as he took her with shallow pumps. Her tight ass was sweet torture. It took every ounce of his self-control not to come already.
Gritting his teeth, he stroked her back. “You’re tight, lass. I’m not going to last.”
A shudder ran over her.
“Do you want to stop?”
She shook her head.
He pumped a little faster. “I’m going to make this good for you.”
Her body swayed to his rhythm. A drop of perspiration ran down his temple as pleasure built at the base of his balls. He tightened his hold on her hip and slipped his other hand around her waist and between her legs. Using her wetness to coat his fingers, he pushed two into her pussy. He fucked her with his fingers, matching the pace of his cock, and when he couldn’t hold back any longer, he rubbed the heel of his palm on her clit.
She came with a cry, setting off his own release. Pleasure detonated through his body. Hot jets of cum erupted from his cock. Her inner walls contracted, milking him hard. His release lasted for a long time, every wave triggering another ejaculation. When he was finally dry, he covered her back with his chest and kissed her neck. He’d give anything to stay like this, buried inside her, but that would be selfish. She would be sore.
Already regretting the loss, he pulled out. She collapsed onto her stomach, stretching out underneath him. Reluctant to break their contact, he went down with her, kissing her shoulder but making sure to keep his weight on his arms. The physical release left him lethargic, but the tension didn’t ease from his body. Now that he’d had her, he was determined to keep her. He wanted to claim every part of her, proving to the world he owned her. There was a good reason for this obsession. She didn’t belong to him. As long as she wore a collar around her neck and his secrets hung like a dark cloud over them, what they’d shared was only sex.
Soon.
Soon, they’d have Godfrey’s location and Cain would make good on his promise. If his art returned before then, even better.
Pushing the disturbing thoughts aside, he trailed kisses down her spine. “How are you doing, kitten?”
She sounded tired. “I’m good.”
“Sore?”
She shrugged. “Some.”
“Come here,” he said, turning her onto her back and lifting her into his arms.
They were each lost in their own thoughts as he carried her to the shower and washed her body. He could only guess what was going through her head. He bet it was the same thing that repeated in his.
When he’d toweled her dry, he took her back to bed. He turned down the sheets and covered them before pulling her close. He stroked her back until her breathing turned even and peaceful. He wanted nothing more than to do the same, to find the salvation of a dreamless sleep in her arms, but it was too risky.
Careful not to wake her, he untangled himself from her arms, got up, and made sure she was covered. He dressed in the dark and stepped into the night. The sense of loss that assaulted him was like none he’d experienced, not even after Maddy’s death. He was in deep and sinking more with every passing day.
