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I shuddered in his arms, but gritted my teeth. “What are you doing?”
He began grinding up and into me, and I clamped down on a whimper leaving me. My whole body seized up, and feeling it, Cris picked me up, smashing me against the wall in front of us. His hand left my clit, moving farther south and slid up into me.
God.
He’d just been in there.
I bit down on my lips, a low moan escaping before I could stop it.
His hips were rolling up against me from behind, and he was getting hard again.
He’d been like that when we hooked up. He could go again, almost immediately. Today was proving that was still true. He didn’t respond to my question, moving my hair to the side, and he scraped his teeth to the middle of my back, going up, biting down on the back of my neck.
“Jesus—” I burst out, my back arching, or it would’ve if I’d had any space to move.
My whole body tensed up, and Cris groaned behind me, breathing out, his other hand wedging in front of me to palm one of my breasts, his fingers rolling over my nipple, “Fuck, how can you still feel this good?” I felt him shaking behind me, but he was also growing more insistent. More urgent. He began kissing down my back, my spine. Tasting me as he went until his hands left me, going to my hips and he was kneeling behind me.
He moved my cheeks aside, nudged my feet apart, and his tongue filled me instead.
“Fuck,” I breathed out.
“Say that again, baby.” He went back to tonguing me, before pulling out and pressing a light kiss to the inside of my thigh. Then his teeth went there and he nipped me.
“Agh!”
“Shhh.” He stood back up, grinning against my shoulder. He kicked out my feet farther apart, yanked my hips back, and I felt his cock at my entrance all over again.
We’d just finished and we were going to do it again?
Yes.
Yes, we were.
Desire was blanketing everything in me. I had no rational thought. I just needed him. He’d been a habit that I kicked a year ago, and now he was giving me a taste. I couldn’t stop myself from indulging in a second, but I said, my throat so thick, “Condom.”
“Fuck.” He pulled away, padding out of our shower stall to where our clothes were.
He was back a moment later, running a hand from my clit and out, sliding up between my ass before he angled me for him all over again. Then he thrust in, and we both moaned at the contact.
“You’re tight. Did you stay this way for me, baby? Hmmm?” He was moving in and out of me, setting a hard and fast rhythm. This one was meant to be a quickie, but he was forgetting this was my favorite position.
I loved being sprawled out, where I was helpless to move, and where he could dominate me.
I wanted him to go hard, rough, and take his pleasure out on my body.
Because of that, as he began pounding, each stroke designed to almost punish me, I bit down on my lip to keep any of my sounds from leaving. My pulse was a stampede in my body, drowning everything out except the sensations he was giving me, the delicious, sinful, carnal pleasure.
“Fuck,” he breathed into my ear, bending over me. “You are soaking. That’s for me? Maren? Hmmm. Is it?” He kept pounding into me, rearing back and drilling back in. “I forgot how much you like it this way. I could make you bleed and you’d just keep coming for me, wouldn’t you? Your tight pussy that’s just for me.” He shoved me up higher, lifting me off my feet so he could deliver sharp thrusts up into me, yanking my hips down over him. He was almost animalistic, but it was building. Rising. A release the size of my own tsunami twisted up throughout me, and I yelled out, unable to keep my sounds silenced anymore.
“Shhh.” He chuckled before he shoved three fingers into my mouth. “Wouldn’t want your RA to come in and find us, would you?”
I moaned around his fingers, my head falling back against his shoulder.
“I’m going to do such nasty, filthy things to you later. I can’t wait, Maren. You’re still mine. You know that, right? You were never someone else’s. Mine. You’ve only been mine.”
I tensed. I wanted to fight against what he was saying, but a part of me knew that I couldn’t. Cris owned my body, and he had no idea that he also owned my heart.
I couldn’t let him have that again. No.
