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“Kiss me,” I whisper, not even done with the sentence before he’s capturing my mouth with his, nipping and sucking until I feel like I might faint from the shared oxygen.
His tongue pushes inside, entwining with mine as he kisses me with so much passion, it’s almost easy to forget how he kicked me out of his life a few days ago.
Almost easy to forget he has secrets, that we don’t work, as he pours himself into the gesture, pulling his hands from my face and sliding them down my body.
Reaching around, he grasps my ass in both hands, using the position to slowly start grinding me on top of his cock; it glides between my slick folds, his piercing bumping my clit and making me moan.
Sliding one hand farther down my crack, he teases my entrance with the tip of his finger, pushing in each time my hips swivel back and the pressure leaves my clit.
The dueling sensations, one penetrating, one massaging, have my thighs quivering on either side of his hips, and I feel the apprehension drain from my body, replaced with a better tension coiling inside my belly and expanding to my core.
Boyd pulls back, dropping his mouth to my throat and peppering kisses along the expanse, moaning into my skin. “God, you feel so good.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I claw at his shoulders as euphoria washes over me, threatening to push me over the edge. A whimper drags from my mouth, unbidden, and he speeds up his movements, his breaths harsh against me.
“Tell me it feels good, baby.” His voice breaks, its sharp edges slicing through me. “Tell me you need to come.”
“I need it,” I gasp. He pushes two fingers fully inside me as the thin band holding my control snaps, and I come apart on top of him, a convulsing mess crying out with pleasure.
Taking a second to catch my breath, I sit up and press down on his chest, making him lie back on the floor. My clit throbs against him, distracting as I lift my hips.
Getting to my knees, I fist his shaft, paying particular attention to the piercing and loving how me rolling my thumb over it makes him shudder. Pumping firmly, I hold him erect below me, my heart racing.
“You hurt me,” I say, trying to find his eyes in the dark. “I bared my soul to you, told you my secrets, and two days ago you told me to leave you alone, like I was nothing.”
“I know.”
Licking my lips, I wait. “Is that it?”
“Fiona, I told you I don’t apologize.”
“You’re a liar, Boyd Kelly. A liar and a coward. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I know I can’t keep doing this. You shut me out when it’s convenient, don’t tell me about the things that matter, but still expect me to trust you?”
“What do you want from me? I never said I was perfect.”
“I’m not looking for perfect,” I say, rising up and lining his tip with my entrance. It bumps against me, pulling a shocked gasp from us both, but I don’t move further. Not yet. “I wasn’t looking for anything. You started all of this.”
Finding my hips again, he squeezes, nails breaking through the skin. “I couldn’t stop it if I fucking wanted to. Don’t you get that? You’re mad I threw you out, mad I keep secrets—have you ever fucking considered how I feel? What I’m going through?”
“That’s all I’ve tried to do!” I sink lower, and he bats my hand off of him, replacing it to hold himself steady. My hands claw at his pecs as he stretches me, the slow slide down unable to stop the burn of expansion.
My breath catches in my throat at the excruciating pain of having him enter me, and I choke on my saliva, freezing in place. I don’t think the entire crown of his cock is inside me yet, but it hurts too much to move any more.
“Keep going, Fiona,” he groans, one hand coming up to play with my breast. He kneads the flesh and rolls my nipple between his fingers, making my body relax ever-so-slowly.
Biting down on my lip, I try to obey, lifting up and sinking back down again; he slips in another inch, and I swear I can feel him in my stomach already.
“It hurts,” I whimper, pinching my eyes closed against the pain.
“Relax, princess,” he whispers, sealing his mouth around my other breast, flicking his tongue over the puckered nipple. My head falls back, my hair brushing against my ass, as another wave of ecstasy tumbles through me, and I feel his hands on my hips again, rocking me slowly up and down as he laves over my flesh.
Without warning, he lifts his hips at the same time his hands pull mine down, fully seating himself inside of me in one singular, blinding flash of pain. I cry out, my pussy wet but still not used to the intrusion, and he covers my mouth with his, consuming my pain.
Claiming me.
We stay still for a while, him kissing me while I struggle to adjust and release the vise grip I’ve got on him.
“You’re choking my dick,” he says, a nervous laugh brushing against my lips.
