Page 161 of The Perfect Wrong


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When I feel her heartbeat in every kiss, every moan, every movement of her pink velvet over all ten inches of my dick, I am fuckinggone.

If I really am a robot, I ran into a fatal bluescreen glitch when Delia tumbled into my life.

All the BUD/S lessons and military psych training in the world can’t undo what she’s done.

She’s found her way inside me.

I feel her under my skin as I deepen my strokes, pulling one hand off her tit to stroke her clit.

It warms her up all over again.

I watch her head fall against the bedpost, fighting for leverage, completely swept away by the pulsing elation.

“You feel it coming, Delia?” I growl, twisting her hair around my fingers, mouthing fire in her ear. “All yours, babe. Every fucking drop. All you’ve got to do isbeg.”

I tug on her long dark locks, relishing the messy noise she makes.

The sound.

That little cry of chaos when she’s coming undone.

My thrusts can’t impact her hips fast enough.

She moans again, trying to form words, sticky need oozing out of her.

That’s when I realize how utterly screwed I am.

This fuck was supposed to set us straight.

I was supposed to take full control again, to spell out what this means, butI’mthe one going down like a confused titan in a truth I’m afraid to acknowledge.

I can’t fucking leave her.

Then I hear her, shrill and otherworldly. “Chris, please. Come inside me!”

Shit!

I’m finished.

With her locks wound around my hand, I hold on to her waist and gohard.

Her wrists pull tight in my belt as I throw myself into her again and again, so frantic and mad and messy I feel like a stag in rut.

I want to fill her completely.

And I do a second later when my balls ignite, my cock swells, and my spine becomes all corded fire.

The first rope shooting out of me stalls my breath.

I plow myself in to the hilt, holding her until it hurts, pouring myself out in her womb like it’s the medicine we’ve needed.

In this wild moment, it is.

All my tension, all my seed, all the rawness in my heart I’ve always hidden spills out.

Whatever happens next, I can’t guess to save my life.

Sweet little Delia has permanently torn me in two like a shredded veil.

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