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“So tight for me, love,” he grits out.
I whimper in response, already feeling another orgasm rushing to the surface. He must sense it, too. Remington keeps a firm grip on my neck, which is hot as fuck, and then trails his other hand down my body, circling my clit and then pinching it.
My orgasm slams into me, hard and fast, and I open my mouth in a silent scream. Remington growls and ruts into me, rubbing furious circles over my swollen, pulsing clit. A painful, delicious pleasure takes over every part of my body as I keep coming, sobbing his name.
Remington pulls out and spins me around, crashing his lips down on mine as he lifts me up and spears me with his cock. I wrap my legs around his hips and hang on for dear life as he pins me to the wall and fucks me like a man possessed.
“Mine, mine, fuckingmine. Say it, Lucy. Tell me, baby girl.”
“Y-yours,” I whisper, staring into those fierce green eyes.
Remington roars and bites my shoulder as he comes, marking me, claiming me, fucking me raw. I gasp as my entire body pulses, tenses, stretches… and then collapses in on itself as my orgasm ravishes me from the inside out. I swear I feel Remington come again, shooting his cum deep inside of me in forceful bursts.
I drag air into my lungs in short breaths, trembling in Remington’s arms as he keeps me pinned to the wall. I comb my fingers through his hair while he nuzzles into my shoulder, kissing over the spot where he bit me.
“Fuck, are you okay? I bit you,” he says in shock.
“You did,” I confirm, a smirk pulling at my lips. “And I liked it.”
Remington looks up at me, his eyes going dark as a deep growl rumbles through him. I think he might take me again, but then his eyes turn soft, and he kisses my forehead.
“Let’s get you washed up so you can rest. Then I’ll do it all over again.”
My pussy clenches around his half-hard cock, making Remington groan. “Or we could do it again right now…”
Remington sucks in a breath and lets it out slowly, resting his forehead on mine. “Do you trust me?”
I nod automatically, and his eyes grow soft.
“Then let me take care of you.”
I nod again as he gently sets me down and begins washing me. Remington's touch is achingly tender, like I'm precious to him and he wants to savor every moment of being with me like this. I can't stop the tears stinging my eyes. Remington doesn't say anything; he just kisses them away and continues washing my body before moving on to my hair.
Remington dries me off with a fluffy towel and then scoops me up in his arms again, making me giggle. “I can walk, you know.” Even as I say it, though, I snuggle deeper into his arms.
“I know, baby. You can do anything you want. And I think you want me to hold you as much as possible.”
I don’t bother arguing with him. He’s right. I want as much of him as I can get.
FOURTEEN
Remington
“I’mglad you’re getting used to the prosthetic,” I tell Romeo over the phone. “Do you know when you’ll be released yet?”
“At least a week, maybe two or three, depending on physical therapy,” he replies.
My friend has had his ups and downs during the recovery process, which is to be expected. Some days, Romeo talks about having a fresh start and settling down somewhere near me. Other days, he doesn’t even want to get out of bed, let alone put on a prosthetic leg.
“Then we can plan your trip out here, right?”
“Yeah, if that’s what’ll make you happy,” he sighs.
“I won’t claim to understand what you’re going through with your leg, but I can relate to having your military career cut short unexpectedly. I struggled most days to feel anything at all, and when I did finally have some emotion, it was mostly rage and despair.”
Romeo grunts, and I know I’ve hit a nerve.
“Those emotions are totally valid,” I continue. “So stop trying to avoid them. Feel it all. Let it hurt. Let it burn. Then, when you’re ready, take a step back and decide to let good things back into your life.”
