AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He grins. “There’s my girl.”
I squeal when he grips my waist, lifts me into his arms—my legs wrapping around him—and walks us to the bedroom. I’m thrown onto the bed, bouncing up while he undresses. He crawls up the bed, pulling my shirt off, and slips my panties to the side, two of his fingers diving inside me. My back arches as he works me, and right as I’m about to lose it, he pulls them away along with my panties and positions himself between my legs.
I moan when he shoves himself inside me.
“The only girl I want in my bed.” He pulls out and slams inside me.
“The only woman I ever want to be inside.” Another thrust.
“The only woman I’ll ever love.” Another thrust.
“The only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
His slams get so rough, so hard, as if he’s pushing his words deeper and deeper inside me so I have no choice but to believe them.
36
Maliki
Beinginside Sierra again is like going back to heaven after being punished in hell.
There’s no damn way I’ll ever want any woman over her.
She’s perfect—stubborn as hell but goddamn perfect.
We’re sweaty against the sheets, attempting to catch our breaths, but each time I push myself inside her, we lose them again.
She hooks her legs around the indent of my hips, drawing me closer, and digs her heels into my back when I obey.
“Your nails,” I say.
She pushes her chest against mine, her mouth hitting mine, and rakes her nails down my back.
I grind my teeth.
I love when she marks me.
If she leaves me after this, I’ll have the marks of her being here again, if even for a few days. I feel her pussy clench against my dick as her nails claw at my skin, and she yells out my name.
“Fuck,you feel good,” I groan with my release.
When her eyes open, I brush her hair from her face and stare down at her.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful. Thank you for letting me touch something so perfect,” I whisper.
* * *
“Youready to hand out more truths?” I ask Sierra while she sucks in a few breaths and falls down on her back next to me.
She takes a moment before glancing over at me. “Hmm? What truths?” She narrows her eyes. “You can’t make me orgasm like that and then expect a deep conversation. That’s cheating.”
I chuckle. “I can give you another one, sentence by sentence, if you’d like?”
She throws her head back “Oh my God. I would die, and then we couldn’t have that conversation. I’ll take an hour-by-hour orgasm.”
“I’ll give you whatever you want.”
She grabs the blanket and draws it up our naked bodies. “I’ll actually take sleep andthenanother orgasm.” She yawns. “Can we save all serious talk until then?”
