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His eyes moved to mine again.
“Or I’ll come to you.”
I gave a twitch of anger before I obeyed. With my heart fluttering in my chest like the wings of a hummingbird, I walked to the side of the bed and approached, seeing his dick get bigger the closer I came. I got onto the bed and straddled his hips—and felt his hard dick right against me.
His hands gripped my hips, and he rocked into me slightly, grinding his hard dick right into my clit.
My hands stayed flattened over my stomach, not touching him at all. But it did feel good, to feel his pressure and his heat.
His arm hooked around my waist and repositioned me onto my back, diagonal across the bed, his heavy weight sinking us both into the cheap mattress. His legs parted my thighs, getting his body into position, bringing us closer together.
I could feel him against me again, hard and hot, anxious.
His face was over mine, looking into my eyes like it was the first time. One hand cupped my face, and he leaned in to kiss me.
I turned away. “No…”
His face rested against my cheek.
“You can fuck me…but not kiss me.”
He lay still, his breaths falling against my skin.
I kept my eyes focused on a spot on the wall, my arms forced to my sides so I wouldn’t touch the hard stomach I used to graze. My breaths drew in so much air that I sounded like I was running while lying still.
He moved his face down to my neck and kissed me. A single soft kiss. Then another. One at my collarbone. My shoulder. Down my chest to the tops of my tits. A kiss here. A kiss there.
My breathing slowed and my body relaxed. When I closed my eyes, I felt the bumps over my skin. With his scent heavy in my nose, I was taken somewhere else, somewhere in the past, somewhere where my heart was so full it could burst.
He switched sides, kissing the other side of my neck, making his way down again. His arms scooped my legs around his waist, and the maneuver felt so natural that I just went with it. His lips traveled up my neck to my jawline, coming close to my ear, his steady breaths reminding me of whispers shared in the middle of the night. Then he moved down and captured my lips with his, setting my world on fire.
I couldn’t interrupt a kiss that demanding. It took control of my lips, took control of my body. His tongue came in soon afterward, dancing with mine like we were back in time. His kiss swept me away, brought a haze over my eyes that blocked out all the heartache. My hands slid up his back and felt the muscles right below the skin. My thighs squeezed his narrow waist. Now that the switch had been flicked on, my body was white-hot, anxious…desperate.
He quickly guided himself inside and sank into my depths.
My nails unleashed and dragged down his back. A thick moan escaped my lips. Pleasure that I’d missed over the past month revitalized my body and made it sing.
He moaned against my lips the second he entered me, a deep, masculine sound, a pleasure that stilled his body for a second before he started to rock into me. His body started to shiver, his breaths turned uneven. He was so deep that he couldn’t even kiss me. Just a few seconds after we started, he released with another moan.
Everything came to a standstill. Disappointment hit me hard. I’d burned red-hot a second ago, and now my desire was snuffed out by an unexpected breeze.
But then he started to move inside me again, his dick still the same size as when we began. His lips took mine, and he dominated me once more, grinding me into the sheets, his heavy body rubbing against my clit just right.
My thighs squeezed his body, and my nails dropped like anchors into his skin. I ground back at the same pace, taking the dick I’d longed for all those lonely nights. In the heat of the moment, I forgot how much I hated him. Forgot how much he’d hurt me. It was just toe-curling pleasure.
It approached from a distance, a fireball that was about to set me ablaze. I held on to him harder, lost control of my kiss, feeling it approach with the force of a tidal wave. My eyes dropped down to his powerful chest and the hard muscles of his stomach. My body continued to press into the bed every time he thrust inside me. I was so close, my small body nervous to feel an explosion that big.
“Eyes.”
My reaction was automatic. My eyes lifted to his. Intense. Domineering. Affectionate.
He quickened his pace, speeding up his thrusts, grinding into my body harder.
It quickened the arrival and increased the intensity. When it hit me, the tears were automatic. My hips thrust entirely on their own. I was pulled into a moment of euphoria I’d thought I would never feel again. It was a break from reality, from the irreparable damage his betrayal had inflicted.
It passed, and I slowly came back down to earth. His face returned to focus, tinted with red, eyes smoking like a fire burned in his soul. Like a runner at the end of the race, he sprinted to the finish line, thrusting inside me fast and hard, rocking the bed and making the headboard tap against the wall. Then he finished, giving me another load to match the first.
The tight skin over his muscles shone with sweat. He breathed hard as he remained on top of me, his dick slowly softening inside me. With our bodies close together, it was like a summer heat wave. He stayed on top of me like he didn’t want to leave.
