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I cross my arms. “We both know that I can’t reach your head,” I hiss. Even sitting down the gigantic jerk is still slightly taller than me. “And you sleep to lightly for me to be able to do it then.”
He makes a non-committal sound, but his eyes are filled with mirth for the first time in days. And I hate how much I’ve missed seeing that. And I hate even more knowing that I’m the reason it hasn’t been there. “I hate that I love you so much,” I blurt out without meaning to say it. That was supposed to stay strictly in my head, dammit.
He blinks at me a few times before his head tilts like one of those dogs on a dashboard or something. “I’m sorry?”
I start pacing back and forth in front of him. “I love seeing you happy. And I hate it right now because I want to be mad at you and make you suffer. But then I feel guilty because you’re not happy, and I know I’m the reason why. And then I feel annoyed all over again because I would love to just be able to make you miserable without making myself unhappy because you’re not happy. And you’re now my happiness, which sucks, because when you’re not happy, I’m not happy. And now we’re both not happy, when really, I wish it was just you for little while longer, even though I don’t want you to be unhappy. And love sucks!” I end my rant, not having taken a single breath, with that wonderful sentiment. Seriously, what has this man done to me. I’m sure I was normal at some point in my life. I’m pretty sure anyway, at least more normal than I am now.
I continue my neurotic pacing as he watches me like a tiger stalks it’s prey. Nothing but his eyes follow me, making my spine tingle with either excitement or, well, I don’t know what else, because I most definitely should not be getting excited about my boyfriend stalking me in any sort of way.
“Good to know,” he says before he pounces. And I mean he pounces. I’m up and in his arms before I can make a sound.
His hands are under my butt and his lips are on mine, fierce, possessive, and dominant. I gasp at the suddenness of his movement and his tongue claims mine, caressing every inch of my mouth. My butt lands on the countertop and his arms cage me in as I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him even closer. It’s not lost on me that this is where it all started for us. This exact position of me rubbing myself against his washboard abs as he lights every nerve of mine on fire with just his lips.
I claw at him like a starved woman. In a way I am, we haven’t been this close in days and I now realize that I ended up punishing us both. He’s become more of an addiction to me than even chocolate. I need his mouth and hands on me more than I need to breathe. He’s everything to me, everything I ever wanted and even things I never knew I needed.
That realization makes my hormones sky rocket as I rip my mouth away from his and pull off my shirt, unclip my bra, and toss them to the floor. He wastes no time in getting the message as he pulls down my leggings and panties in one swift movement. I unwrap my legs from around his waist to kick them off before rewrapping them around him. I grab him by the beard and tug his lips back to mine as I use my feet to push down his sweatpants, only pausing for a second when I realize that he isn’t wearing any underwear, cocky bastard.
His hands grip my calves and he pulls me to the edge of the counter. Our height difference is usually a bit awkward, except for right now. He lines himself up perfectly with my core before slamming inside with perfect accuracy. I grunt at the forceful intrusion, pulling at his beard so hard I wouldn’t be surprised to see some bald patches later, not that he seems to care. He pauses his movements to give me time to adjust for which I’m grateful. At this angle, he feels even bigger than usual, and I’m so worked up already that I would probably cum if he started moving.
“This is the only apology you’re getting, Sprite. I don’t feel bad for what I did because it means that you’ll always be safe now,” he growls against my lips making me snort.
“That’s an apology?” My tone is every bit incredulous as it should be.
He gives me that wicked smirk of his that makes my toes curl. “No, me fucking you into oblivion is the apology. I just wanted to let you know that I have no regrets. You’re mine Cadie and I always protect what’s mine.”
If I had a comeback to that, it fled my mind as he started pounding into me like a rabid beast. Not that I’m complaining. He grabs under my knees and tilts my butt up even more. He hits everything inside me, making coherent thoughts impossible. All I can do is grip his shoulders and hold on for dear life. If he wasn’t holding me steady, I probably would’ve gone through the cabinet behind me with how powerful his thrusts are.
I freaking love it!
“More,” I moan shamelessly.
He grunts something as he powers into me and twisting his hips a certain way enough to make me see stars. My fingers begin to cramp with how tightly I’m gripping onto him, but I don’t care. I might die if I don’t come soon. My body is strung higher than Christmas lights on a tower, need pulsing through me almost painfully.
“Please, Jake,” I whine, not even sure what I’m asking for besides him not to stop.
He removes one hand from my leg and brings it to my core. He uses his thumb to rub circles around my clit and I swear I blackout. I scream out his name as my whole body seizes. It feels like it lasts for an eternity and not long enough at the same time. I can feel his movements become less coordinated before he growls my name and bites down on that spot between my ear and shoulder. My body convulses from the pleasurable pain, making him grunt when my core clenches even more.
We stay like this for a few minutes or maybe even hours, I’m not really sure because time doesn’t have too much of a meaning right now. He places featherlight kisses along my neck making me shudder as he slides out of me.
I lean back and rest my head against the cabinet as I sigh happily, “That apology was so good that I’m not even going to complain about the mess you just made on the counter.”
He gives me a grin that makes butterflies flutter in my stomach. “Glad to hear it,” he chuckles and puts his hands around my hips and places me on the floor.
I start to stroll out of the kitchen so that I can wash up and put on some fresh pants and underwear but stop and look at him over my shoulder. “But not good enough for you to not have to clean it.” I giggle before running through the house into our bedroom. His loud laugh makes my heart happy as I close the door.
8YearsLater:
“I thought we were supposed to get to stay home and be kidless?” my grumpy husband complains for the millionth time. Although, I’m right there with him. We’ve been swindled dammit!
I look around the throngs of people eating overpriced ice cream and wearing mouse ears and sneer in disgust. “Don’t blame me,” I grumble. “It wasyourmother who thought it would be a great idea for all of us to do this family vacation.”
The only good thing with him being so miserable is that all the groups of people steer clear of our little group. Despite getting older, his body is still in excellent shape. Add in the air of pissed off, gigantic biker and no one wants to even look in our direction. “This is some bullshit, Sprite. We were supposed to pawn off the Gremlins onto your parents and enjoy being naked and alone at home for a week.”
I look over at him and roll my eyes. “Again, this is your fault for telling your mother about this trip.”
He crosses his arms and glares down at me. “The only reason I told her was to try to get her to take them for an extra week. She lives in this damn state; it was the perfect idea,” he defends his horrible decision.
I give him a smile that doesn’t hold a trace of good will. “And thanks to you being a greedy ass, we’re now stuck with our little crotch goblins, in the same room as us, for a week. And not only that, it’s two million degrees with a thousand percent humidity because it’s freaking July.” I eye him evilly. “I would smack you if I didn’t think I would stick to your sweat-covered arm.”
