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When he does. When I finally feel him again, my groan comes from the deepest place as I feel him drag the velvety, wide tip of his cock up and down through my folds. Yes, he remembers.
“Fuck, Cade.” He’s right at my aching entrance. “Fuck, look at how your pussy opens so damn wet and swollen for me.” Moving in a coaxing slow circle, he slowly presses in. “Say it again. Say I’m free to do this. That you want it like this.”
“Yes.” I jut my hips, pushing them back, greed growling through my command, “Fuck me, Redix. Please, God, finally fuck me again.”
The stretch, the feel of him, inch by massive inch entering, makes me moan while shivers shoot down my thighs, my walls giving slowly to take him and loving it. The burn of his penetration all the way inside; it becomes a searing heat melting away ten years and all the cold he left behind.
“Yessss.” I want to cry into the carpet. My cheek’s pressed to it, my soul worshipping his return. “Yes, Redix, yes.”
I forgot. How this is where we belong. How our bodies fit. How when he’s inside me, our love, our nightmare… it’s all been worth it.
“Are we free, Cade?” His tempo picks up, pulling back out and leaving me so open, his void making me throb until he’s pushing back in again. “Does my cock feel good filling up your tight puss—”
“Yes, Redix.” I don’t let him finish because I’m losing control with his fuck. “Yessss.”
There’s an insanity to wanting someone so much. To missing them. To watching others enjoy them, taking them when you know they belong to you. It’s not jealousy. It’s our truth, and our bodies know it.
We should never be apart, and we may never survive together.
“Is this how he did it, Cade?” It’s hard, his grip on my hips yanking me slowly down his length. “Is this how that Marine fucked you? And then the other one?”
I don’t know the tone of his voice. But I know that’s the part of our past he wants to focus on. The one where I let another man in, and then another, and it wasn’t him. I can’t see his face. I can only feel his fervor driving faster into my pussy. “Yes.” And it feels so damn good. “Yes.”
“Did you think of me?” It’s a grunt, his question, and it sounds like it’s killing him. “Did you think of me while you got fucked? While they fucked this pussy that belongs to me?”
“Yes.” His hipbones start slamming, hitting hard into my backside, and I brace for it, wanting even more. “I closed my eyes, and it was you, Redix. It’s always you fucking me.”
He grabs my wrists bound behind me and pulls against them, ramming into me hard, the slap of our bodies filling the room for minutes of this great grueling fuck. It’s finally enough. He’s more than enough.
“I’ll fuck you so good I’ll make you forget them all, Cade.” My God, he is. He’s free to fuck me as hard as humanly possible. “Did he make you come like this?” His breath’s uneven. His cock’s pummeling me, the force of him hitting through to my clit. “Did you come?”
“Yes, Redix.” It’s that spot, the one only he can find. It’s so deep inside only he can reach it and grab my soul. “I said your name.” It’s pain. It’s pleasure. Singing through my body, it makes me cry out at his punishing tempo, and I need more. So much more. How do you get ten years back?
His hands grab my shoulders, lifting me until my back’s pressed against his sweaty chest. He holds me in the prison of his arms wrapped around my body, and his cock is not stopping.
Those strong hips of his. They can dance in languid circles, and they can pile drive his mass inside you until you can’t move. Until you can’t breathe.
And you don’t want to.
“This is me, Cade”—his voice fills my soul—“ripping you open, ripping you apart like I need to. Is this what you want?”
He’s in my core, thrashing my senses, hitting, stretching, and claiming every part inside.
“Yes, Redix.” All the way to my heart swelling for him, I can barely speak. He’s knocking the breath from me. “All of you.” I gasp. “I want you.”
“You have me. This is me fucking you so hard you can’t breathe without me. This is me filling you with my cum and erasing every man from your body but mine.” It’s true. His hips hurt, hammering into the tender crease between my thighs and cheeks. “This is my cock, Cade, deep inside you, only you”— tears start falling from my eyes at his words pressed to my ear, carving into my soul—“this is where I belong.”
I cry out.
It’s too much, and I love it.
What are we doing? We’re a storm. We’re a ruin and a wreck, and we won’t stop. The truth traps us as tight as his arms binding me, as tight as my cunt clenching around him, ready for the mind-splitting orgasm he’ll give me no matter how much it hurts, and I need it like my next breath.
Redix is brutal. He’s changed. He’s mine, and he’s fucking me harder than I knew possible. “Redix, please.” I can’t take much more. He’ll have all of me until there’s nothing left, and it’s my bliss losing it all to him.
His fingers reach down and indulge my clit. “Every pussy. Every body. They were all you, Cade. It was always you.” His words groan from a depth way back, from when our heaven became hell. “I did it all for you.”
It’s endless—the rapture he forces through me. My sex is pulsing and weeping for him and the memory that wants to take us too.
