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Staring into my eyes, she nods, panting hard, sweat coating her temples.
“I need to hear you say it.” I slide one third of my cock inside, her muscles hugging my shaft. I swear under my breath. Damn, it’s even tighter than I thought.
“Fuck, Rafe, it hurts, it burns so much,” she says, tears springing into those beautiful eyes. She lets out a shaky sob, and I stop abruptly. I’m never going to hurt her.
“I can take it.” She nods, and damn, this girl is so brave.
Holding her trapped under me, I let out a low hiss, pushing my entire length in. She yells my name when I bottom out, struggling to get comfortable under my weight. I adjust my position and watch her expression change from shock to pure ecstasy. She likes getting fucked in the ass, being helpless under me, as my dick slides in and out of her tight cave. I look down between us and watch as drops of her arousal spill from her center onto my cock.
“So dirty, I love fucking you bare,” I growl. Pulling out, I let her honey coat my shaft before I ram inside her again.
She gasps my name and shifts her hips each time I fill her. “Don’t stop, Rafe, please don’t stop,” she moans roughly as I rail into her again, the bed creaking because of our fucking.
Leaning forward, I fold her in two, running my lips across her breasts, not wanting this moment to end. Letting go of her hand, her fingers travel into my hair, tugging on the strands, pleading with me to move.
“Kiss me, Rafe,” she begs, searching my eyes. Pleasure almost makes me blackout as she milks my dick, my balls hiking up, heavy with my seed. Letting go of her other hand, I hover above her and press my lips to hers, our tongues dancing as she sighs my name.
Digging my fists in the mattress next to her head, I growl, “Feel that?”
“Yes, oh… Don’t stop,” she mewls, legs jerking, her breath coming out in fast pants as I swirl my hips. With her ankles resting on my shoulders, I plow into her without mercy, not stopping until we both get what we want.
“Fuck, baby, take my cock, take it all,” I grunt, pushing into her again.
“Rafe,” she whimpers while I slam into her, cutting off her screams with my mouth.
Thrusting my hips, her tits jiggle because of my hard pounding. She’s looking at me with big eyes. “You want more of my dick, don’t you? Fuck, baby, I want to fill you with my cum.”
“Yes, oh yes,” she breathes, her hair wild and untamed. Sweat trickles down my face onto her, marking my mate. Crushing my lips to hers, she repeats my name, taking everything I deal out.
“Hold on tight,” I growl, fucking her into the mattress harder and faster as my orgasm starts to build. The sensation has my balls hiking up, waiting to spill my need into her. Licking her face, I lean up and run my right hand through the sweat moving between her breasts. She drops her hand between her thighs and starts to rub her clit at the same time as I’m plowing into her. Her screams fill my ears, her breathing labored, eyes wide with lust as she watches me fuck her. Those small fingers play with her engorged clit as her pupils dilate. Moaning, she parts her lips, eyes trained on me as I ram inside.
“More,” she whines, I know she likes me watching her get herself off. Growling, I can’t get enough of her little pleas, loving how husky her voice sounds. The way she’s pleasuring herself is sexy as hell.
She grabs my shoulder with her other hand, nails digging into my flesh, probably drawing blood, but I don’t care. I want her to hurt me, to mark me as hers. My cock slips out, and I lean back, guiding it into her wet hole again. Bouncing her tight asshole on my dick. My harsh grunts fill the room as I watch her flick and pinch her clit. Her back arches, and she comes screaming my name. Her pussy clasping the air, her asshole hugging my dick, and I roar, spilling my release deep inside her. I let out a guttural cry and pull out my cock, watching in fascination as white cum spills down her crack and onto the mattress, her pussy shining with her own need. She drops her legs, her chest heaving and sweat dripping south. Tilting her head to the side, she reaches out for me.
“Baby,” I whisper. Leaning forward, I press my cheek against her palm. She has never looked more beautiful. I fall back on my heels and stare into her eyes, trying to catch my breath. Knowing I just gave a part of myself to her.
She winces when she sits up and caresses my face again. I place my hand over hers, not daring to speak.
“That was—” she says, her voice trembling.
“I know,” rumbles from deep inside, fighting against the lump in my throat.
“Rafe, I—” She bites down hard on her bottom lip, averting my eyes.
I lift her chin, making her look at me. “You don’t have to say anything right now, it’s—” I say, staring at the clock on the nightstand, “five in the morning, let’s sleep some more. We can talk later.” A satisfying grunt leaves my lips.
She swallows hard and brushes her thumb over my cheekbone. “Okay.”
I pull the covers over us both. Lying on our sides, we stare at each other for what feels like hours. When her eyes start to droop, I press my mouth against her forehead and watch her fall asleep. I can’t. I have a nagging feeling this is all going to blow up in my face. I run my fingers over her waist, and she turns away from me. Pressing my lips to her shoulder blades, I close my eyes. I didn’t tell her the true story of what happened on those overseas tours. Yes, I protected people. Yes, I saved some, but I’ve killed even more. I almost went to prison because of it.
I kiss her shoulder again, ignoring the shiver of lust running straight to my dick. Letting out a deep sigh, I stare at the clock. An hour has passed, and I’m restless as fuck. I throw the covers off me and jump into my sweats, pulling a shirt over my head before heading to the living room. I put on my jacket, and the dogs sit up when I enter. I look outside and swear under my breath. The sun is blasting in full force, the snow already melting, fat drops falling like rain from the roof.
Fuck, I know what this means, she’ll want to leave.
“You guys wanna go outside?” I ask the dogs. They bark and follow me to my shed. Pushing the door open, I turn on the lights. In the back of the room next to my dirt bikes, the wooden sculptures I’ve been working on are illuminated by the morning sun. I close the door a little so I can still keep an eye out for the dogs playing in the melting snow in front of the house. I check the weather station. Reading the report, I swear out loud. The storm is dying down.
I light my stove and heat fills the barnlike shed. Rolling my shoulders, I chuck my jacket and strip down to my shirt. Working out on the boxing bag hanging in the middle of the room is what I need to get my raging thoughts under control. I want to find a way to ask her to stay and not freak her the fuck out. I turn on my surround sound, and Alice in Chains blasts through the speakers while I tape my hands and get to work. After hitting the bag for half an hour, sweat is dripping down my face. The dogs have made themselves comfortable in front of the fire, watching me grunt and hit the leather in a relentless rhythm.
