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“You keep pushing me and pushing me. I’ve been trying to go gentle with you. I’ve been trying to give you room to sort out the shit in your head, Junie, but I’m done. I’m not the man you can push out of your life over and over and expect me to take that shit. From now on, this is going to go like I want it to go. You don’t have a choice. You’re just going to fucking go along for the ride,” he growls, and his mouth slams down on mine so hard our teeth clash against each other. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, and his fingers tangle violently in my hair. He’s right. He doesn’t give me a choice. I’m held helpless to do anything but take his kiss.
And I love every fucking minute of it.
Ben
God, no one knows how to push my buttons like this woman. Now, she’s gone too far. If she thinks she can keep turning hot and cold on me, she’s in for a big surprise. I’m not a man she can order around. I’ve been biding my time, trying to go gentle with her, but I’m done. She wants to be a bitch. I’ll give her something to bitch about.
We break apart, and I bite my way down her neck. I’m leaving my mark there, marks that she’ll be forced to wear for days, and I don’t fucking care. Let everyone see it, let her have to look in the mirror every fucking day and see it. It will be a good reminder for her that she belongs to me and after I’m done, she will never doubt it.
“Ben,” she gasps, her neck arching back to give me more room, her hands moving down to undo my belt.
I grab each side of my shirt that she’s wearing and rip it open, buttons flying everywhere, even pinging against the window we’re standing beside. My hand slides in and grabs her tit, squeezing it hard. Her rigid little nipple pushes against my palm, reassuring me that despite anything else, she’s as turned on as I am. Although, her hands unzipping my pants gives that away.
I lean down to slide my tongue against her nipple, then suck it in my mouth. I’m rewarded with her cry of pleasure. I continue teasing her as my hand moves down to cup her wet pussy.
“Is this what you want, Junie? Do you want me to fuck you? Maybe that will sort through the shit in your head.”
“God, quit talking and just give me your dick,” she sasses, her hand wrapping around my cock as she finally gets me free.
“Maybe that’s exactly what you need, Baby. You need reminded of how good we are together,” I growl, thrusting my fingers into her wet depths, stretching her for my cock. It feels like I haven’t been inside of her for years.
“Please, Ben. I need you so bad,” she moans, squeezing my cock tight.
“Did you forget, Junebug?” I continue working her pussy, fucking her with my fingers so harshly that I wonder if it’s painful. Junie doesn’t pull away, though. She grinds against my hand, as she moves her own against my cock, milking it so that a white-pearl strand of precum is streaming down across the head and onto her fingers. “Did you forget how fucking good we were together? Because I sure didn’t,” I admit, my voice sounding like an animal desperate to fuck its mate. “You’re burned inside my memory, woman, and I’m tired of trying to pretend you’re not,” I confess, removing my fingers from her body. She tries to keep them inside of her, moaning as I leave, her hips thrusting out to try and find them again. I grab her ass and pull her up so that she’s exactly where I want her.
Using the side of the house and my hold, I brace her as I line my cock up with her entrance. “Look at me, Junie,” I demand. Slowly, those beautiful blue eyes gaze right into mine, glowing with desire, filled with hunger. I memorize this look, commit it to memory, because I want her to always be driven this desperate when we fuck. I want her to lose sight of everything but the pleasure the two of us bring. “No going back, Junie. We do this, you can’t pull away again. You don’t walk away from us. That doesn’t get to be an option that you just decide to use at the drop of a hat. From this moment on, we fight to keep what we have. We hold on. Whatever the fuck comes our way, from here on out, we do it together.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Ben. I love you,” she whispers, her voice so fucking sweet and sexy that it wraps around my cock and slides somewhere into my damned soul.
I thrust inside of her, unable to hold back a second longer and neither of us want that anyway. Her warm, wet cunt greets me by clenching all around my cock so tightly my balls ache to come.
“You love me, Junebug?” I growl, needing the words again, almost afraid to believe them.
“Yes,” she gasps, taking my hard thrusts, and meeting them as I go balls deep inside of her, my cock pushing against her womb.
“You couldn’t have fucking told me that days ago?” I rumble, thinking of the hell I’ve been going through trying to be what she needed all while trying to protect both of us from pushing for more when she wasn’t ready.
Her legs tighten around me, her nails biting into my back as I thrust in an out of her. I can feel the walls of her pussy closing in around me. The desperate, disjointed lunges she makes giving away how close she is to coming. I let my beard tickle against the side of her neck as I find her ear, biting down into the lobe and pulling. Her body shivers in reaction, her breath catching in a gasp that vibrates in my damn cock.
“Come for me, Junebug. Come for your man,” I demand. Just to make sure she gives me what I want, I take my fingers and move them between us, pinching her clit just as I bite down against her neck, making sure she has at least one more mark of my possession.
Junie shatters around me, holding onto me the whole time, her grip desperate. She milks my cock. A moment later, I’m coming inside of her, jet after jet until it begins leaking from her and sliding down her legs. I come so hard that for a second, I think I might blackout. And when it’s over, we stay joined, our breathing ruthless and guttural.
“Oh God, Ben,” she whispers after a while. I don’t know how long. Hell, I’m barely getting feeling back into my legs at this point.
“What is it, Baby?”
“We’re outside,” she mumbles, into my shoulder, burying her head down against me.
Fuck.
“Jesus Christ, I bet Danny got an eyeful,” I grumble, pissed off at myself, knowing he’s in the squad car behind the gate.
Junie starts laughing. My heart tumbles over, because it’s a carefree laugh, the likes I haven’t heard since before the fire at the bar.
It’s a happy laugh.
“Thank God it was only of your ass,” she laughs in my ear, kissing my neck.
