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“I will, I swear, but first, I need you to do something for me,” he says, lifting his head to look up at me.
“Anything,” I say without thinking.
A wicked grin spreads across his face. “I was hoping you’d say that. God, I missed you so much.” With his hands moving up my body, sparking a fire of pleasure, he presses his lips to mine. The kiss consumes me, and I claw at his shirt like a ravenous animal.
In seconds, he has me in his arms, flipping us around, so he is sitting on the couch, and I’m on his lap, straddling him. I need him right here, right now.
“I want to take my time with you, but I can’t. I need you now.” He groans into my neck, and my heartbeat spikes, my insides turning to liquid.
“Same. I need you just as badly,” I mumble as we take each other’s clothes off before finally coming together. Sinking down onto his cock, I revel in the way it spreads me, the girth of his cock filling me as my channel swallows every inch of him.
I’m mesmerized by the pleasure, consumed with a fiery need. Sinking my nails into his flesh, I watch as his head tips back against the couch, his fingers grab onto my hips with bruising force, and strangely that’s what I want. I want Sullivan to leave his mark on me.
The bite of pain leaves me greedy with need, and I start to rise, only to slam back down. I keep my pace slow, enjoying the way the head of his cock brushes against the tender tissue at the top of my pussy. With every slide down his length, I can hear our combined juices coming together, coating both of us.
“So, fucking beautiful, so fucking mine.” Sullivan’s words hold me hostage and encourage me all at once. Bouncing up and down on his length, I swivel my hips, and we both sigh at the ripples of pleasure that zing through us. Our bodies are like livewires, the energy between us teetering near explosive.
Sullivan must feel the heat, the pleasure rising, because with a feverish need, he threads his fingers into my hair and pulls, forcing my lips to his. He nibbles on my bottom lip, all while jackhammering upward, thrusting into me so hard that if it weren’t for his grip on me in that moment, I would be off his lap.
My core clenches, pulses, and I know I’m nearing the edge of the cliff, slowly inching closer with each thrust.
“I’m close,” I pant, bucking my hips, needing more, always more. I’m sure Banks and Oliver can hear us now, our sounds spilling over into other parts of the house, but I don’t care, and I don’t think they do either.
“Yes, come on my cock, squeeze me, let me feel you when you fall apart.” He growls against my lips, and my eyes flutter closed, but only for a moment as he tugs at my hair, forcing me to open my eyes again.
“I want to see you when you come, see the heat in your cheeks, the color of your eyes. I want to see what I do to you…”
“Shit,” I’m fumbling, swiveling my hips feverishly, searching for that spot, that one single… when I feel his thumb press against my swollen clit, it’s all I need to push me over the edge. My eyes widen, and my mouth forms that perfect O you always hear about. Sullivan watches me intently like a man on a mission.
Like a kite in the sky, I soar into the air, riding the waves of pleasure, floating away without a care in the world. My orgasm causes a chain reaction, and as I start to come, so does Sullivan, his cock slamming into me ferociously, until I’m positive I’ll still be feeling him tomorrow. His eyes remain on mine, though, unfocused, and I bare down, squeezing his length, ensuring that he’s lodged deep inside of me.
A second later, sticky warmth coats my insides, and I shiver as I slowly come down from the high of my orgasm.
“I’m sorry,” Sullivan shudders beneath me.
“Don’t be. I love you, and it’s in the past now.” I nuzzle into his chest as he wraps his arms around me. With him and his brothers, I feel invincible like I can do anything, but without them, I feel broken. Like I’ll never amount to anything. I know I shouldn’t rely on them as my sole reason for happiness, but they’re the one and only choice I’ve ever been able to make.
“It isn’t fully in the past. There are still things we need to talk about, but none of that matters right now. The only thing I care about is getting you upstairs so we can do this all over again.”
