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“I choose you, Parker. None of the shit matters. Not how I found you, not what I know about you, not what you don’t know about me. None of it matters because I choose you to be mine.”
My breath hitches.
Those words. They’re powerful.
WELLS
I didn’t planon fucking her tonight. I was going to have some whiskey, get some dinner, and maybe call it a night early. But with my lips on hers, my hand tangled in her hair, her sweet body bowed toward me, and her tits pressed against my chest, my cock begs to be inside of her, my balls aching for release.
Nibbling on her bottom lip, I gently break the kiss, leaving my hand where it’s most comfortable—in her hair. I look down into her eyes, watching her for longer than is probably comfortable, but I can’t get past the fear there.
Sure, the desire she feels is always right in front, but the fear is close behind that, and right now, I know it’s directed at me.
“Parker,” I rasp, “you gotta forget all the shit and think about how you feel when you look at me, when you kiss me, when you fuck me.”
Her tongue slowly slips out of her mouth, sliding across her bottom lip and wetting it. She looks fucking amazing. Her lips are puffy and wet, and I imagine them sliding down my cock as she takes me inside her sweet mouth and down her throat.
Biting back the groan at the thought, I try not to laugh. But I’m not laughing at her, just at my fucking self and how hard up I am for her. I fucking want her every second of every day. It’s all I fucking think about anymore.
I’m sure it will fade, but right now, all I want is her. Just her naked body splayed out for me to ply and pleasure.Fuck. My cock presses against the zipper of my pants so goddamn hard that I’m sure there will be an imprint later.
“I feel beautiful,” she whispers. “I feel seen. I feel special.”
My lips curve up into a smile, a genuine fucking smile, and I know it is because my goddamn insides warm at her words. Tugging on her hair, my fingers tighten as I expose what little of her throat isn’t covered by her shirt.
I touch my lips to the center of her neck and nip her there, then use my other hand to grip her skirt before I jerk it up to her hips. “Wells,” she exhales. Driving my fingers beneath her panties, I cup her center.
“You’re already wet,” I growl against her skin as I kiss up her neck, her jaw, and over to her ear. “I’m going to fuck your tight cunt until you scream my name.”
Her entire body trembles from my words. Slipping my fingers inside of her, I curl them and begin to move them in a come-hither motion. She whimpers as I jerk her head back even more. She cries out, her hips bucking as I press my palm against her clit.
Hesitantly, she begins to ride my hand. I can tell she’s uncomfortable, but as she begins to move, her hips rolling over and over, she trembles with a heavy exhaled breath, and I know she’s close.
Quickly, I remove my hand, causing her to growl with frustration. She lifts her head, her eyes finding mine. I release my grasp on her hair so she can move. “Wells, I was close,” she exhales.
“Yeah,” I chuckle. “I know.”
Reaching down, I wrap my hands around her thighs and pick her up to carry her to my bedroom, where I slowly release her until her high heels hit the floor. Cupping her cheeks, I touch my lips to hers gently, just a brush, before I take a step backward.
I wrap my hand around my cock from over my jeans and squeeze, trying to relieve the ache there. Releasing my hand, I reach behind my shoulders and tug the shirt over my head. I look at Parker. I can’t help but smirk at the sight of her standing in front of me with her skirt around her hips, her disheveled hair, and flushed cheeks.
“Take your clothes off, cupcake.”
She blinks. Her parted lips snap closed, and she nods her head once. All business, I watch as she strips out of her clothes. I finish undressing, wrap my hand around my now bare cock, and begin to stroke myself at the sight of her nakedness.
Her tits beg for my mouth, her neck screams for more bruises, and I know her cunt weeps to be filled.
Moving toward her, my cock in hand, I don’t look away from her. I can’t. She is there, a gift just for me. Even if she doesn’t know it, she is my prize, my reward for joining the family.
“Wells,” she calls out softly.
“Parker?” I murmur as I reach out and cup her tit.
My fingers flex around her breast, my thumb sliding across her nipple as I smile at the sight of her sweet bud hardening. Leaning down, I ignore the ache in my balls, the way my entire body is screaming to be inside of her, and I suck her nipple into my mouth.
I watch her through my lashes as I swirl my tongue around her nipple, then suck her in deep before I sink my teeth into the soft flesh of her breast. She whimpers, her back bowing toward me, her soft flesh smashing against my face, almost suffocating me. Which would not be a bad way to die.
Releasing my dick, I slip my hand between her legs and begin to work her again. Her hips roll, searching for more friction from my fingers. I almost chuckle, but my focus is now on her tits and marking them.
