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She stretches, pushing her ass against my groin. My cock has been hard since I blinked myself awake. I’d love nothing more than rolling her on her stomach, pinning her down, and fucking her senseless, but we have a flight to catch.
Kissing the shell of her ear, I whisper, “Wake up, cara.”
She utters a small protest. It hurts me to deny her sleep. We both need the rest, but a glance at my watch tells me we’re already running late.
“Wake up,” I say, lust turning my voice thick.
When I nip her earlobe, she opens her eyes.
I lick away the sting of my teeth. “We’ve got to go in fifteen.”
She turns on her back and looks at me. Her beautiful brown eyes are warm and fuzzy with sleep. Dreamy with desire. Her naked body is a temptation too big to resist.
For a torturing moment, I imagine lifting her onto my cock and making her ride me, but the clock is ticking.
Fuck it.
I’ll reschedule the flight.
Her eyes flare when I lock my hands around her waist and roll onto my back, bringing her on top of me. She’s wide awake now, no longer soft and sleepy. Her gaze comes alive with awareness and need. She’s hot and demanding when she sits up and straddles me. I let it be, letting her fulfill my fantasy.
She looks at my cock as she feels her way around it, stroking the length before tracing the tip. A groan catches in my chest when she cups my balls and squeezes like a wicked tease. She pumps me in her fist and catches the precum that spills from the tip on her finger. I nearly combust as she sticks that finger in her mouth and tastes me while giving me the hottest, dirtiest of looks.
I’m done.
Slain.
Grabbing her waist, I lift her onto her knees. She wraps a hand around the base of my cock and guides the head to her pussy. She doesn’t go slowly. No. The vixen impales herself on my cock in one swift downward swoop of her hips. I cup her breasts, filling my palms as she starts to move. Leaning back, she takes me deeper. Her soft, urgent moans fill the room. I want to slam into her—hard—but I force myself to let her set the pace.
She slides up and down, rubbing her clit over the coarse hair on my pubic bone. I smooth a hand down her body to trace my mark. The lines are embossed under my thumb. My cock twitches inside her as possession sparks in every molecule of my body.
Mine.
Forever.
No matter how.
No matter what sins I have to commit.
I want her to say it as she rocks her hips faster. Already tasting the disappointment on my tongue, I don’t ask. I understand why she won’t. I understand what I’ve broken. It’s my punishment to live with, and what an effective one it is. Just how much it pains me, she’ll never know.
“I’m close,” she says, her smile almost shy.
Fuck, I love this woman. I love everything about her.
I still, breaking my rhythm.
I love her.
The thought is foreign. Heavy. Yet also light. Miraculous. Scary.
The knowledge pierces me in a million different ways, settling with a solid weight in my mind and a feather-light touch in my heart.
I love her.
I think I always have. At first, I only loved the idea of her. Later, I fell in love with the girl. Now, she’s a part of me. She’s been a part of me from the day I learned about her existence. I can’t pretend otherwise any longer. I can’t hate her, not even if she destroys me.
Threading one hand through her hair, I pull her face to mine and kiss her lips. I move my other hand from the seal on top of her skin to the button that triggers her pleasure and make her come. The minute her pussy clenches on my cock, I shoot. I jerk my hips up, punching deeper. Never able to get enough.
