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“I hate it. It all feels wrong,” I admit.
“I know it does, but it’s fine. Everything will be fine.” I love she’s so positive about all this, but I’m not. The idea to run and go back to them has crossed my mind several times. If I go back, then Tarek doesn’t need to go there. If I just give myself to them, maybe the punishment won’t be as bad.
“I don’t know what you’re thinkin’, but I don’t like the look on your face.” I look up when I hear his voice and smile.
“I’m not thinking anything.”
“Yeah, you are. I see the look, darlin’. You wanna talk about it?” he asks while I shake my head.
“I’m good. Just thinking about you.”
“Oh yeah? What about me?”
“You’ve been distant,” I tell him what I’ve been seeing, and he nods, agreeing with me.
“Sorry about that. I know it’s wrong of me. I’ve just been tryin’ to get my head around all of this.”
“It’s a lot, that’s for sure.”
“Yeah, it is. But we think we found the best way in,” he says, sounding hopeful.
“You did?”
“Can’t talk about it, but yeah. Shouldn’t be hard.”
“Are you finished now?”
“What do you need?”
I look up at him and smile.
“You.”
“I think that can be arranged,” he says, leaning down to take my mouth with his. I let him kiss me softly before I press harder. I need more. I need him.
Tarek pulls me from my seat and leads me down the hall, but before we ever make it to the room, he has me pinned against the wall kissing the air out of my lungs. He kisses me roughly, his tongue demanding entrance into my mouth, and I gladly let him do it.
He moans and groans before pulling away and walking toward the room. I’m the first to make a move as soon as we're inside. I’m ripping my clothes off before moving to his. He chuckles low in his throat as I pull his jeans down his legs.
“You need me that bad?” he asks, kicking his boots off and watching me as I walk to the bed. I climb on and bend over, showing him exactly what I want and how I want it. I’m not usually this brave, but being with Tarek makes me feel alive.
“Fuck me,” he grumbles as he moves in behind me. I feel the bed shift, and then his warmth is behind me. His hands run over my ass before sliding up my back and down to my ass again. I arch my back, loving the way he touches me. His hand slips lower, caressing me as he moves to where I need him, want him. Dipping a finger inside me, I moan as he drags his finger in and out of my pussy.
“So fuckin’ wet for me, Pierson. You’re always so wet for me,” he says. I moan the word yes, but that’s the best I can do when he’s touching me like this.
He pulls his fingers out, replacing them with his cock. He thrusts into me slowly at first. He fills me, and everything in this moment feels right. He moves slowly, and I whine, pushing back against him.
“Tell me. All you gotta do is tell me how you want it,” Tarek says as his hands grip my hips a little harder.
“Harder. Please,” I whine, and Tarek gives it to me. He gives me exactly what I want. He plunges into me, gripping my hips in his hands as he goes. Tarek thrusts harder and faster until every fiber of my being is on fire. He doesn’t stop, either. He keeps going and going as I scream his name. I don’t care if anyone can hear me. I don’t care if they hear what we’re doing. All I care about is Tarek and having him here with me. One day this will be gone. He’s going to leave me.
A tear falls from my eye as I moan and take everything he offers.
“You gonna come for me?” he growls as his fingers dig into my hips.
“Please,” I beg him, unsure what I’m begging him for. Release? For him to stay? It’s all a big fucking blur right now.
“Do it, Pierson. Let go,” he orders, but I don’t want to. Not yet. I can’t let go just yet.
