Page 70 of Before We Came


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I grip my cock, leisurely stroking it in my fist. She watches with eager eyes as it slides through her inner lips and over her swollen nub, bringing forth a soft exhale. I sit on my heels and look down at her through hooded lids. Lying there for me like a seductive angel on her cloud of pillows.

“No. I’m taking you like this.”

I trace her opening with my thumb, working in one finger, then two, stretching her wider. I drop my chin to my chest, letting a drop of spit fall to the head of my erection. She’s wet but tight as hell and already trying to clinch down on my fingers.

Our gazes meet, and a moment of trust and compassion passes between us.

I grasp her hip in one hand and nudge my cock at her entrance. I slowly sink into her until she’s filled with every inch of me. It feels like a promise. This is where I’m meant to be, I feel it firmly in my chest. As if this moment had been planned for lifetimes and our being together was always inevitable. It’s different from the hotel. It’s emotional and raw.

Her lips part, and her eyes widen.

“Lonan. This is...”

“I know, baby.”

We fit like our bodies were made for one another. I swallow the feelings clawing at the edge of my thoughts and focus on the task at hand. Her body stretches to accommodate the sudden fullness. My self-control wanes as I drag out and thrust back in again. Nothing has ever felt like Bridget.My Bridget.Her arousal coats my cock, and my movement becomes more fluid. I’m trying to take it slow, but it’s too hard to maintain with her. She looks down at our bodies connected and curses. She bites into the corner of her lower lip while watching me slide in and out of her, again and again. Seeing her get off tousis thrilling.

“Oh my God. Please, don’t ever stop fucking me.” She lets out a moan, and her eyes squeeze shut. No more taking it slow. I place my palm at the base of her neck, and her eyes pop open and her breath catches.

“Eyes open, sweetheart. I’m done going easy on you. It’s time to show you who you belong to.”

“Uh-huh.” She nods, lifting her ass to give me access.

My hand wedges a pillow under her. I encircle her wrists and hold them above her head, lacing our fingers together. I drive into her with long strokes, pulling out to the tip and thrusting back in. A smoky moan escapes her lips, and it might be the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. I pull one of her nipples in my mouth and gently increase the pressure between my teeth until she cries out, then I use my tongue to heal the pain. I nip under her breasts, marking her with my teeth.

“You’re so deep.” She exhales.

“And you take every inch so well, baby.”

She clenches around me, and I groan. I need to change positions, or I’ll finish before we even get started.

I drop her hands and sit back up on my heels. When I place her calves on my shoulders, they tremble, and I flash her a smile. Those little involuntary movements are so precious. My dick bottoms out, and she flinches—too deep. I pull one of her legs off my shoulder and cross it over the leg on my other, twisting her to the side and exposing the side of her ass to me. Her eyes flutter at the new position.

“Lonan,” she whines when I drive into her again. “I’m going to come.”

The crack of my hand on her ass fills the room, and she grits her teeth and shoots me a look, daring to do it again.

“Ohhh, darling... not until I say so.” I tsk.

I look down and watch her pussy take my slow, unhurried strokes, testing her patience. When she pleads for more, I pull out, flip her on her stomach, and drop another clap to the other cheek to match the first, before massaging my palm over the rosy handprint.

Her head tilts to look back at me, frustrated, waiting for me to push into her again. I wrap my arm around her stomach and hoist her onto her knees. She spreads them quickly, eager for relief. My cock slaps her clit from behind, and her arousal spatters.Damn.

“So wet,” I mutter.

She tries backing into me, grinding against my dick, hoping I’ll give her reprieve from my stalling. When it doesn’t work, a frustrated snarl comes out of her, and I chuckle.

“God, you’re needy. What’s wrong? Are you hungry for this?”

“Starving,” she grits out. The sexy, surly side of her is hot as hell, and I want to fuck it out of her.

“Let me hear you beg for your dinner.”

“Damn it, Lonan!” I bite my lip to keep from laughing. She doesn’t see how big I’m smiling. “I need to come. Please. Please, I’m so close!”

Bending down, I move my mouth to her shoulder and whisper, “I’ll fill you up, but your cunt is going to feed until I say it’s had enough, understand?”

She nods.

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