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I ran my hand up her spine as I leaned over her. “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”
My hips rocked back and forth, an easy rhythm along her crack while I continued teasing her clit. Every so often, I stopped and let the thick, pierced crown ease inside her tight little ass. She gasped every single time.
It was a slow, steady pattern of clit rubbing and ass teasing, and it had my nuts drawn up so tight I could have shot my load all over her fucking back without ever being inside her.
She rocked back into me and it was game fucking on.
I held the nape of her neck in my grip and pushed inside her—just the tip.
“Linc…” She gripped the edge of the counter. “Fuck. Lincoln.”
I worked her clit harder, faster. “You want me to stop?”
She shook her head, breathless, then pushed her ass at me again.
Fuuuuuuck.
“That’s my fucking girl.” I slid deeper inside, another inch, and it took everything in me not to come. So hot. So tight. Jesus.
Another inch.
She was panting now, making these whimper sounds that were my newest addiction.
I rocked my hips, fucking her ass nice and slow, careful not to go all the way to the root, not yet. Steady but not rough. And my girl took me like her body was made for this. I moved my hand from her clit to her cunt, thrusting two fingers inside.
“You’re doing so good, baby.” My words were broken, my throat hoarse. “You want more?”
“Please.” It was quiet, soft—a needy sound ripping from her throat.
Please.That fucking word killed me every time. She was the only person who ever looked my demons in the eye and begged for more.
I fucked harder, moved faster. Every stroke was a powerful reminder of who she belonged to, of whose cock she was begging for. Jealousy and possessiveness powered my thrusts.
“Did he fuck you here?”
“No.”
I wanted to rip every piece of him out of her, erase every mark he’d ever made on her skin.
“This ass is mine.” I arched my back and bottomed out inside her. “This pussy is mine.” I plunged my fingers deep in her cunt. “Youare mine.”
She cried out my name as her body shook beneath me and fuck me if it wasn’t the most beautiful goddamn thing I’d ever witnessed.
To drive my point home, I pulled out and came with a growl, all over her soft fucking skin, covering her ass and back withme—only me. Always me.
This right fucking here was why I craved her. This was what I couldn’t do without.
She stayed like that for a moment, her hands gripping the counter, her face and tits pressed against the cool granite and her eyes glazed over with lust.
I reached up and gently brushed her hair from her face. “Go start the shower. I’m going to take Lucifer out and I’ll be right there.” I loved cleaning her off almost as much as I loved getting her dirty.
Behind the theater, I’d fenced in a small area and planted some grass. It was nothing fancy, just a twenty-by-twenty patch of green with no flowers and one newly planted tree that was barely ten-feet tall. It was out of place in the middle of the city and nowhere nearly big enough for a rottweiler to run around, but it was ours. Maybe one day we’d have more. I could sell the theater and buy a house with a shit ton of land somewhere upstate. I’d sell insurance and Lyric would teach first grade. We’d have two-point-five kids. A motherfucking television sitcom. And as boring as watching paint dry.
Fuck. That.
It was a great life… for someone else. Not everyone was made for the cookie-cutter bullshit.
I knew I wanted Lyric. I knew there wasn’t a single day for the rest of my life that I didn’t want to wake up with her lying next to me. I knew I would kill anyone who tried to take her from me.
