I pushed my pants down in the front and then left to right, still using one hand.
I bent my knees and grabbed my cock.
Anna scratched at my face and put her head against the wall, breathing heavily.
“Say it again, baby,” I whispered with my lips near hers. “I have to fucking hear it again.”
“My pussy… is yours…”
I gritted my teeth and she welcomed me as I thrust forward and up.
My hands touched her legs, holding her. Pulling her closer.
Her tight sheath held all the way to my hilt.
There I stopped and just took in the moment.
We kissed.
Her sweet honey that stained my lips now stained hers.
Her sweet honey doing the same to my cock.
I pressed forward even more, grunting.
Anna gasped and jumped up to her toes.
I kissed her harder.
She kissed me deeper.
I pulled my hips back like the hammer of a gun.
And I didn’t just thrust.
I fucked.
I fucked… hard.
Anna bit my bottom lip so hard, she drew blood.
All that made me do was fuck her even harder.
After chasing all the hockey dreams all these years, I finally had everything I ever wanted.
I finally had Anna’s love again.
Chapter Thirty-Five
ANNA
Going backto Joe’s apartment was nothing short of a blur.
Getting into the shower with him?
Just about the same.
I stood and watched as he lathered his body with a large, square chunk of soap.