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It felt so over.
And it felt so wrong.
So I need her one more time. One more time to feel what’s right. So that I can remember her always. I have to imagine what life would be like with her… before I let her go.
Gliding my hand over the crest of her hip, her skin is so soft, and she responds to my touch. She must be waking,too, softly grinding her ass back on my hard dick. I start kissing her neck, my hand caressing over her belly to cup her incredible tits. Fuck, they get me off. She has the best pair and the most beautiful body. I crave her curves. And how when I play with her nipples, I make her writhe; it makes me speechless.
I kiss her neck and let our changing breath, our growing heat, and our passion build while I worship her body with my hand, hearing her soft moans until I’m sinking my fingers between her warm thighs. My middle finger skims her hard clit, and my dick drips to find she’s so wet for me already.
We don’t talk.
She feels the power of this, too. She turns around in my grasp, and when she opens for me, lifting her leg and resting it on my waist, I can’t stop kissing her. I can’t stop fucking her, feeling my bare dick diving inside her swollen, wet heat over and over. My god, I lose my mind inside her. Grabbing her ass, I control our fuck for as long as I can, but I can’t control my need. It’s like I can’t get deep enough inside her, again and again, but I try.
This isn’t a kinky fuck or a role-play or any game or toy. This is passionate. This is intimate and sensual and fucking killing me.
“Beau,” she sighs when I can’t stop biting her neck, or kissing her lips, or staring into her eyes. I don’t know what to do with my urges, but I lose myself to them. I lose fleeting minutes to her. My chest gets tight. My breath thins. I climb higher and higher with her. I’m going to come inside her, and I can’t breathe; I want her so much.
My intensity tenses her neck under my lips, her breathing getting ragged, her hips grinding in my grasp, she needs more of me, so I go harder. I know her body now. Iknow when she’s going to come. The white heat at the base of my spine burns for me to come, too, but I wait for her.
“You’re mine now, Blair,” I whisper in her ear. “Come on. Give it to me. Come for me, baby. Show me you’ll always be mine.”
She cries out, like my words hurt her, but my body doesn’t. She loves it. She bucks in my grasp, her legs trembling against mine, and her soft mewls as she comes take me right down with her.
I fall, thankful we’re on a bed because I can’t stop. I can’t stop the pulsing of my dick, the clenching of my heart, the grunts in my throat, or the way I slam my eyes shut against her flesh while I release everything I have inside her. Pressing my lips to hers, I catch my breath, and I kiss her because I can’t face it yet.
I don’t come with Blair, I arrive.
When I’m inside her, I’m suddenly home.
And it kills me because I have to leave now.
She tries joking about it. She tries to make this easier for us.
“Bronson, that was the worst fuck of my life.” She lifts from my lips, letting me go, her hand flopping above her head. “Stick to football, buddy, because that big dick of yours is a flop.”
I force a laugh, making my body wrench away from hers now… or never.
Crawling out of bed, gravity has less of a pull on me than she does. Still, I make myself grab my navy carry-on from the closet and set it on the foot of the bed while she just watches me pack.
When I can’t hide my grin, swiping my socks and boxers from the floor, the ones that she masturbated with, she teases meagain.
“Since you won’t take your toys with you, you can at least jerk off with your favorite pair of socks or briefs now.”
“I think these are going on my bookshelf,” I tease her. “I’ll add uplights and have Alexa play ‘Maneater’ whenever I enter the room.”
“That’s too old school.” She laughs. “‘WAP’ would be more my jam.”
I laugh again, swiping my marked T-shirt off the floor, too, and the shreds of her maid’s apron, and that’s when I realize…
I’m having a hard time looking at her.
I can’t. Our eyes will betray our feelings, and the clock is ticking down on me.
My car will be here in fifteen minutes. My flight leaves in over an hour, and if I stay, Blair Monroe will be the best and biggest mistake of the rest of my life.
“I have a question,” she asks, and I know she’s trying to keep this casual by her tone. And I know by the way she just scratched my back when I was inside her it’s not.
“Ask away,” I tell her, packing the clothes before shucking on a clean grey T-shirt and the jeans we fucked on.
