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And still I laid wide awake, racking my brain to try and figure out and remember…anything, anything at all. Eventually I fell into a fitful sleep…and when I did, I dreamed…
His lips closed over mine, the kiss quickly turning from sweet to more… I melted against him, wanting to get as close as I could while he devoured my mouth, his hunger desperate and echoed in my response.
The way he kissed.
It was what I'd always wanted, what I'd always needed. Every caress of his tongue spoke to his need for me, the possessiveness he would always have for me. I was soaking wet, and as his hands glided across my hips and thighs, I only got wetter. My moans were swallowed in his mouth as his tongue dominated mine.
"Every day I think about this," he purred. "Bending you over, pushing my cock into you. Making you come…"
"Yes, I want that," I breathed in between our decadent kisses. He pushed my skirt up my hips, and pulled away from me, admiring every inch of my body.
"All of this is mine."
"Yes," I whispered.
"Say it," he demanded, his dark hair falling in his face and his emerald green eyes staring straight into my soul.
"Yes I'm yours."
He unbuckled his jeans slowly before sliding down the zipper and revealing his hard length. He slid his thick, steely length through my folds, the slide of it easy with how wet I was. He made quick work of the rest of my clothes as he continued his torturous movements, until I was completely bare except for the skirt bunched around my waist. I shivered as his hands closed around my breasts, cupping and massaging them as he stared down at me with a look of wonder.
His tongue licked his full lower lip. And I sighed.
"I'm going to take such good care of you, sweet girl," he murmured, his gaze feverish and wanting. His hands ran all over me as he leaned forward and suckled my nipple. His finger slid through my folds and I moaned as he gently caressed my pussy.
"You're going to marry me," he said, no question in his voice.
His gaze hardened as he moved away from my breast and grabbed my ass with both hands. I automatically wrapped my legs around him, the move as easy as breathing at this point, and I reached up to put both arms around his neck.
"Kiss me," I pleaded as his gaze roamed my face.
"Marry me then," he repeated. But he gave me what I wanted, bringing his face close to mine so I could feel his warm breath on my lips before he gave me a heart stopping kiss.
"I love you. I want this. Forever. I don't want to lose you…"
He held onto me tighter, so tight his fingertips would probably leave bruises. But I was fine with the desperation laced through his emotions.
"But what about…" I asked, my gaze flicking away from his, because I wasn't sure if the guilt would ever go away, the guilt that although I loved him with every ounce of my heart, my soul demanded Daxon as well.
"Whatever you want. Whatever will make you happy. Then I want that.”
His kiss turned fierce, stealing my breath as he suddenly reared back and slammed his cock into me.
His kiss caught my cry as he buried his length deeper.
His muscles quivered under my touch and when his lips moved away from mine, my breath was ragged and choked.
"Sorry, baby," he whispered. "The way you make me feel. What you make me want…it's hard to control myself."
I understood that. I struggled as well. The depths of what I felt for them. I stroked my fingers through his hair soothingly as I dug my heels into his ass, urging him to move.
I panted as he slid his cock in and out of me.
"You feel so good…so perfect."
His hips sped up, and the rhythm of it had me practically sobbing.
Our eyes were locked, and the smile on his beautiful face was just as potent as his dick moving in and out of me. His hand moved to my throat, closing over it just enough so I could feel his possession.
