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"Yes." I chuckle. "But now, it's off, so fuck me, Law."
"Not yet, my love."
I shake my head. "Your whore. You can love me when we're not fucking. When you're between my thighs, I'm your whore."
"Do you know how fucking hard you have me right now?"
"Let me see."
He damn near rips his zipper down, reaches into his pants and gets his cock out, pumping it a few times. His eyes come back to mine, and there, there's the Law I want and need right now. The one whose eyes blaze with a wild need for me. He licks his lips before speaking.
"Now spread those legs for me. I've gone far too long without the taste of you on my tongue."
Apparently, I don't move quick enough, because a second later, he's pushing me against the wall behind me. My back collides with it, but I hardly notice as Law drops to his knees again, and uses his hands to put first one thigh, then the other on his shoulders. I grip his head as his first lick strokes my clit. I tremble from that alone, a shaky moan of his name leaving me.
He eats me like he hasn't had his mouth on my pussy in years instead of days, tongue licking up my wetness, lips sucking on my clit, my lips. All I can do is hang on and tighten my thighs on the sides of his head as stars dance behind my closed eyelids.
"More," I plead, beginning to ride his mouth.
His beard pricks into my skin, he sucks on my clit so hard that it's hurting, and still, I want him to give me more pain. I wanthim to mix it with the pleasure building in me. I want him to give me what only he can.
"Show me you missed my pussy," I say, surprisingly myself and maybe Law too, if his groan is any indication.
His hands go to the highest part of my thigh, digging in so he can make me arch enough for his tongue to thrust into me. I circle my hips to take it even deeper.
"Right there," I breathe. "Right there, Law."
His tongue inside me, his nose rubbing against my clit, beard and hands hurting me, I come. Shouting his name, head falling back to the wall, body both wanting more and feeling like all energy is leaving me.
His mouth leaves my pussy, going to press kisses to my inner thigh before he removes it from his shoulder. He has to help me stay against the wall as he removes the other one, and then he stands up, kissing me again, taking my breath away as he holds me at the waist to carry me to the bed. When he lays me on the bed, I sit up on my elbows to watch him undress. Hard to believe I was trying to convince myself I could go the rest of my life without seeing this body again, without this man again. What a fool I was to have believed that for one second.
I reach for him, but he pushes on my chest to make me lie down. His eyes do devour me now, like I expected them to when he first got here. His hands softly trail over my chest, my stomach, my arms, my legs. There's a certain reverence in his touch, a gratefulness in his eyes, and it hits me that he thought we'd never have this again either. He finally crawls up my body, his cock rubbing against my pussy as he settles over me to kiss me. His tongue is more patient now, licking along my top lip, then my bottom. When I try to meet his tongue with my own, he pulls back.
"Are you teasing me?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "I'm memorizing you."
His words break my heart. I bring my hands to his face, but he doesn't look at me, his eyes closed as he turns his head to kiss my palm.
"Law, look at me."
He slowly opens his eyes, and I give him the words I know he needs. Words that feel inscribed on my heart at his point.
"I'm yours." The relief in his eyes is instant, but I repeat it anyway. "I'm yours. Always. I'm yours and you're mine."
"Always," he says, reaching down to line himself up with my opening.
It's not a question, but I answer him anyway. "Always."
He thrusts into me, filling me slowly but making my mouth drop open from the feeling of me adjusting to him all the same. But that's the only softness I get from him, that moment, because after that, he sits up, slamming into me so hard, I hiss. He only smiles at me before doing it again.
My legs hike up on his waist, but it's not enough for him. He puts them on his shoulders, leaving me no choice but to arch into him when he drives into me. My hands grip the headboard, breasts moving with each vicious thrust, pussy tightening around him, not wanting him to leave. He groans, leans closer, tempting me with a kiss, but not giving it to me.
His lips go to my neck instead, sucking the skin into his mouth as his hand goes between us, rubbing against my clit. I gasp, hands letting go of the bars to grip his ass, pushing him harder into me. He slams into me and stays there, his body pushing his finger into my clit more, taking me right where I need to be tospasm around his thick cock, broken gasps and moans leaving my mouth as I arch, twist, and writhe.
He takes my legs off of his shoulders and turns us so we're on our sides, him giving me slow, deep thrusts. His leg between mine, spreading them for him, my head on his arm, my back to his chest, feeling his heart beating against me. His mouth is at my ear, groaning, whispering my name, calling me his whore, telling me how much he missed my pussy. His pussy, reminding me that I am utterly his. All of me.
He turns slightly, picking up pace, bending my leg so he can get deeper into me. I dig my nails into his arm that’s wrapped around my middle, holding me to him as another orgasm that my body feels too tired to experience approaches. And with every stroke, Law silently tells me that I will take what he gives me, what he makes my body feel. His hand goes to my breast, and my hand goes there too, pressing his hand harder to it as I slam my pussy down on him. He hisses a moment before he gives me a brutal thrust, making me come with a breathless moan as he comes with a shout of my name.
