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“You want to be mine tonight? No one else’s?” I keep pushing.
Her pussy tightens all around me, and she leans her head back. “Yes, only yours.”
My chest constricts at the words I’ve wanted to hear my whole life. Words heavy like an anchor, keeping me in place. “Take this cock deep in your tight, little pussy.” I wrap my other hand around her neck, guiding her face forward just a bit to reach her mouth. I kiss her. And then, I can’t stop kissing her. I want to be fused in every way possible to this girl.
She’s mine. And she wants to be mine.
With her, it’s like I’m able to breathe again for the first time since I left. All those years apart there’s been a black hole inside me, expanding with each passing day.
And with our lips locked, our tongues tangling furiously together, she makes me feel something I can’t comprehend.
I sink further into her heat. She consumes me. Her soft skin encases me in a cocoon.
Her fingernails dig into the base of my scalp as she moans my name and the sound ignites something deep within me. We fit so perfectly together, and her pussy clenching down on my cock is the best feeling. I’m fired up andeverythingabout this is just so intense. It’s never been like this, so on fire, so crazy. The kissing, the touching, the sexy sounds she makes when I fuck her so deep. Like a drug I can’t quit.
“Rhiannon, don’t run from me.”
I pump into her; my sanity can’t take much more.
I touch every part of her skin—her face, her tits, and every place in between—before settling my fingers to circle her clit. She yells out she’s coming, and God, I’m so fucking close to joining her.
My whole-body thrums and pulses feeling her orgasm. All I see when I open my eyes is the gorgeous look of pure ecstasy on her face.
“Xavier,” she says, ever so quietly, meeting my thrusts, “I want to feel you come inside me.”
Fuuuuck. I come and come and can’t stop coming. I really can’t, and she takes it all.
I land on my back, breathing intense, and stare at the ceiling.
“That was amazing,” she wisps out.
“Yeah, you're amazing,” I answer, dazed from the intensity of just how fucking amazing it was.
I head to the en suite bathroom to clean up, and when I return, she’s already asleep. And then I do something I’ve never done before in my life: I pull back the covers and climb in behind her, wrapping her into my chest.
All the years of being unable to sleep, I pass right out.
The next morningthe air feels a little different on my skin. The light of the sun streaming into the room looks brighter. Every little thing about today feels different somehow.
I’m back to my teenage years, my hormones in overdrive as I snuggle closer to Rhiannon, not wanting to ruin this moment yet.
She moans a little in her sleep and scoots her ass back, lining it up perfectly with my morning wood.
My arm wraps tighter around her, and she runs her fingers over my skin.
Then reality beats its way between us. What the fuck am I doing lying in a bed with Rhiannon wrapped in my arms? “Get dressed,” I say, flipping the covers off and crossing to the bathroom. I slam the door to escape the feelings swirling like an F5 tornado in my bedroom, obliterating everything.
I can’t lose focus here. As spectacular as it fucking was, I need to make sure that shit doesn’t happen again.
I’m in a very bad mood. You know the kind: a dull headache pressing at your temples, your body feels like glue is traveling through your veins instead of blood, and your head is high from the fumes of that glue. Yes, that’s how I feel. It's like I was hit by a speeding train and left to die a lonely death on the tracks.
But not Rhiannon. No, she flits through the house like a hummingbird—small and energetic—right into the kitchen, with her ass swinging from side to side, to prepare breakfast.
“You know I have someone I can call to make that,” I say, pointing to the eggs she cracks in the skillet.
“I don’t mind.” Her voice is so chipper, it lightens my mood for about half a second.
“Hmm, ok.”
