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Flipping her around, I lift her ass and part her cheeks. Dipping my face, I eat her out, dragging my tongue up and down her slit.
When she’s pliant and eager under me, I dip my thumb in her ass and she stiffens.
“Relax, it’s just my thumb.”
She does, and her trust could put me on my knees. She wiggles her ass, and I smirk.
“Want more?”
She bites down on her lower lip, nodding.
I add another finger and caress her clit with my other thumb. “Feel good?”
“It does. Fuck, why does it feel so good? Always so good . . . Cato . . .”
A whole world is trapped behind my name, spoken so reverently low and dreamy. Her pupils drown in a pool of pleasure. She explodes in a symphony of moans for the second time.
I can’t take it anymore. I undress quickly, blinded by desire and inch inside her welcoming pussy.
“Hold the headboard. I need to fuck you. I’m so fucking desperate for your pussy.”For you. For everything you’d give me. A stranded man at your shore, waiting to be discovered, saved.This version of her, open and trusting, is why I would lay my heart and life at her feet. But it won’t last. It never does.
Chapter 21
Cato is an animal, and in bed, he makes me feel things, experience new highs that put my every sense into overdrive.
He’s asleep, his face to me, his hard chest rising and falling.
I hate when he just comes home and we fuck, like there is nothing else between us. It was the silence that got to me. Yes, I still plan to leave, but I know no one will ever be like him, no man will ever make me feel this crazy, or this passionate. I swipe a tear from my cheek, suddenly emotional.
Cato stirs in his sleep, and I smile, despite my heart twitching in my chest. I made him soft, like he’s making me.
I bend down to kiss him, and he blinks at me, his eyebrows shooting up. He’s so beautiful, my chest constricts. One day, a very fortunate woman will be his queen, and their love will be epic.
I kiss him, forcing back more tears. I’m drowning in emotions.
“Make love to me,” I softly say.
Give me something you will give her every day. The monster in you is fascinating. I guess you’ll lay the world, paradise, and hell at her feet, and I hate her. I am a thief, feeling like I’m stealing something that doesn’t belong to me. But once we get lost in a tangled mess, we’re chaos and ruin, passion and fire.
He kisses my eyelids, my cheeks, nose, lips, killing me with his hunger, giving me what I shouldn’t want but crave like every intake of air. It’s the sort of craving on an instinctual level. You don’t need to be aware of the mechanism, it just is, there, a part of you.
“I hate her.”
“Who?”
I kiss him instead. She’s not in the picture yet. It’s me.
He rolls us, and I watch him through blurry eyes. This shouldn’t have been like this.
“Give me what I crave like a desperate man, and I will give you everything, every fucking thing,cara. You make me mad, but fuck, I want this.”
I caress his cheeks, nodding, my clamped throat incapable of forming words. My lie wrecks my soul. At least he doesn’t hide his monster while I am rotten on the inside.
He kisses me while he slides in and out of me, the skin-to-skin motion, his eyes shining, while I bask in us like this, molded together, fused on an atomic level.
He knows all too well how to coax the pleasure out of me. I close my eyes, coming, and he spills inside me. I wish I could take a part of him with me.
He presses his lips against mine one more time and rolls onto his back in a relaxed pose, as if I have this power over him, and his entire being lightens with my affection.
