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She looks up at me, those blue eyes full of fear and confusion. "You scare me," she whispers. "Just leave me alone."
It's like a knife to my heart to hear her say that, to see her looking at me with such fear in her eyes.
But I can't leave her. I need her. I need her to know that she'smine.
My hand moves to her cheek, cupping it gently. She doesn't recoil from me, and that gives me hope. "Look at me," I demand.
She does, slowly meeting my gaze. "Tyler..." she whispers. Her lips tremble. "What are we doing?"
I lean in closer, my lips brushing against hers roughly. She tries to pull away but I won't let her go.
Her mouth parts, letting me in, and suddenly the world fades away. All that matters isthis. Our tongues dance together, hungry and desperate.
I nip at her neck, tasting her sweet skin. "You're mine."
She whimpers softly as I sink to my knees and take her panties down, my hands sliding up her smooth thighs. She's so fucking perfect. I can't believe I almost lost her tonight.
My tongue traces the entrance of her pussy, licking her slowly and teasingly. She moans softly, arching her back. It's a sound that fuels the fire inside me more than any win on the ice ever could.
I spread her legs wider and plunge inside her, claiming her with one long, deep stroke. She gasps at the sudden invasion but doesn't push me away.
Her taste is like honey and wine, sweet and intoxicating. I thrust into her harder, wanting to feel her pussy clench around me. I groan as she does, her walls fluttering against mine.
Emila's fingers grip my hair, pulling me closer to her neck. I bite down gently, tasting the salty skin there. She tastes like innocence and desire mixed together, the perfect combination.
I grab her waist and spin us around, pinning her against the wall. Her body is molded to mine, our hips moving in sync.
I slam into her over and over, harder each time, her cries of pleasure mixing with pain. I can feel the heat radiating off of her body like sunrise on a hot summer day.
I lean my head down and capture one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking hard on her nipple. She hisses through her teeth, her nails digging into my shoulders.
The room is filled with the sound of our bodies colliding, grinding together. The taste of her, the smell of sweat and desire in every breath.
I grip her hair tightly, pulling her head back as I continue to fuck her against the wall. I won't let her hide from me or anyone else. She'smine.
She gasps my name, eyes searching mine. "You're mine, baby," I whisper brokenly against her lips. "You always will be."
I pinch her nipple, hard, feeling the pain shoot through her as I thrust into her one last time. Her walls contract around me, milking my cock.
I collapse on top of her, panting heavily.
She is mine.
And no one is going to take her away from me.
If I have to pummel motherfuckers to a pulp and fuck her in a darkened alleyway every night to prove it, I will.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Emila
I thinkabout my experiences with Tyler, and a shudder runs down my spine. His love is intense, overwhelming, possessive, trapping me in a web of desire that I can't escape from.
I know it's wrong, but it feels so right when he's around. The way he looks at me, the way he touches me...I can't help but feel wanted and cherished. His hands roam over my body like he has every inch memorized, and every time his lips find mine, I melt into his embrace.
The power dynamics at play scare me though. He's a successful college hockey player with a bright future ahead while I'm just an eighteen-year-old high school student. I know I should break it off before it's too late, but something about him keeps me stuck. His rough hands that clench my hips during sex, his hungry mouth that leaves hickeys all over my body, and his demanding eyes that consume my soul. It's addictive.
