Page 120 of Forbidden Soul


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It’s my move next and I make it quickly, fumbling with the buckle on his belt to open it, then lifting myself up so he can pull the jeans off his hips. I ease back down, and when I feel him press against my opening, long and solid, I swallow past all the nerves inside me and smile at him. Rolling my hips to allow his thick tip to rub against my cotton panties.

“You sure ‘bout this?” he checks, looking as nervous as I am.

I nod back, reaching between my legs and taking him in my hand. I grip my fingers around him and slide my palm through his length the same way I did the night before his fight.

“Jesus Shan,” he moans out, and the look of pleasure on his face urges me to keep going.

His hands slide behind my hips, slipping into the waist of my panties and taking hold of my ass cheeks. He crushes them in his hands before dragging the fabric down, tapping my leg so I lift up and he can slide them off.

“You're in control,” he reminds me as I line him up with my entrance, and I breathe in a courageous breath before I slip myself over him and steadily take him inside me. His head lifts and his jaw tenses as he grips at the sheets like I’m causing him pain. The hand he has resting on my thigh press deeper into my skin as I sink lower.

He burns inside of me, but it’s a satisfying kind of pain, one that puts an end to another.

“You good?” Troj checks, and when I nod back at him, he smiles at me, and the hand he’s got on my thigh moves to my hip, guiding me in soft gentle rocks that start to ease the tension inside me.

His other hand slides up behind my neck, dragging me down so my body lays flush with his. With his forehead tight to mine and his hand scrunched in my hair, he stares so deep into my eyes that I feel him inside my soul.

He’s right, we really are the missing parts of each other.

“I love you, I never told you that before, and I’ve hated myself for keeping it to myself,” he tells me, taking my lips with his before I get the chance to tell him that I love him too.

Then carefully, he rolls me onto my back, and I moan out when I feel him at a different angle inside me. His hips rotate slowly, filling me with wave after wave of pleasure, stirring awake something I thought would be buried forever.

“Troj, I think, I’m gonna…” I whisper, both shocked and relieved that he could make this happen to me.

“Yeah?” he looks down at me, sharing my relief.

His hand slips between us, and his fingers stroke between my folds while he stirs inside me, pushing me over the edge.

I grip at his skin as my body tightens, and that rush of pleasure I never thought I’d ever feel again spreads to all my nerves.

Troj lets out a deep groan as he pushes into me a little harder, and my hips automatically lift from the mattress to grind deeper against him.

My head’s spinning, and my body feeling like it’s floating.

“Shan, I’m gonna come.” Troj sounds panicked as he quickly pulls himself out of me, landing his heavy cock on my stomach. He grabs me in his arms and tugs me tight to his body and I feel him release between us, warm jets pumping against our skin as he buries his head in my shoulders and we both catch our breath back.

I stroke my fingers over his back, smiling victoriously at the ceiling while our heartbeats regulate again.

I’m not a victim anymore. I trod water and now I’ve broken through the surface.

“Um, Shan, what the fuck is that?” Troj lifts up, and his eyes are staring over at the chair in the corner where Sphynx has decided to wake up and stretch out his body.

“Oh, that’s Sphynx, our cat.” I smile at him.

“Our cat?” his eyes widen.

“Is that a problem?” I really hope it isn’t, I already feel like a terrible person for stealing him from his owner, but Sphynx got me through some lonely nights.

“No, no problem, but he doesn’t look much like a Sphynx cat, you know they’re bald right?” Troj shakes his head with a huge smile on his face.

“You wanna take a shower?” he asks, standing up and taking me with him as he walks us toward the small shower in the corner of the room.

He turns on the faucet and when the water starts to run, Troj tests the temperature before stepping us under the stream. I remain clinging to him as we both get soaked under the warm water.

“I’ll get the doc to come see you tomorrow.” His body pins mine to the wall.

“I’m fine, a little sore, but I feel great,” I assure him.

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