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I wiped at my face. “He’s dead.” Just saying the words gave me the strength to live. I could survive this. Whoever it was after me. I had survived Hill.
“Yeah, he is. Why the fuck are you crying?”
I let out a long sigh. “Because I’m a bad person. I’m glad. Relieved.”
King ran a knuckle over my cheek to catch a tear. “So, these are happy tears?”
“Yeah,” I admitted.
“Thank fuck,” he muttered, then lowered his mouth until it covered mine.
There were moments in life when you made a decision. Accepted who you were. What you had become. This was one of those times. I wasn’t good. Living with Hill had twisted me inside. I hadn’t realized it until now.
Running my hands up King’s arms, I held on to his biceps and went up onto my toes to press closer to him. Take more of what he was giving.
My feet left the floor as he lifted me up until I wrapped my legs around his waist. Then, we were walking. Through the house. His lips never left mine. The minty taste of his mouth continued to take more and give at the same time. I buried my hands in his hair as I moaned, aching for what I knew he could make me feel.
When we reached the bedroom, his lips left mine as he laid me down onto the bed, then jerked my shorts down, along with my panties. My breaths came in short, quick, anxious gasps as he tossed them down, then unzipped his jeans. His eyes felt hot as he stared down at me hungrily. As if I was all he wanted. It was a powerful feeling.
“Fuck,” he swore, pausing from getting his jeans out of the way. “No condom,” he said, letting out a heavy breath as his eyes met mine.
There were two choices that could be made here. One was responsible, and the other was the inevitable.
“When were you tested last?” I asked, already knowing I didn’t care. I should, but with King standing there over me, I couldn’t bring myself to.
“A month ago. I’ve not…I always use a condom,” he replied, then ran a hand through his hair with a frustrated scowl.
“Okay,” I replied hesitantly.
He stared at me, as if waiting for me to say more. “You trust me? With this?”
“Yes, and everything else,” I admitted.
The pained look that crossed his face wasn’t what I’d expected. What had I said wrong? When he didn’t move, I started to sit up, but he cursed and shoved his boxer briefs down with his jeans and climbed over me, forcing me back onto the bed again.
“I need this, sweets,” he said huskily before thrusting inside of me, then stilled once he was as deep as he could go.
The sting from the way he stretched me had become something I craved. Lifting my hips, I urged him on. I was ready for more. His jaw was clenched tight as he held himself over me. I stared up at him and things stirred inside my chest that I knew were dangerous. What we were doing wasn’t going to end well. I was already feeling it. The heartbreak of when I would leave. When this would be over.
King pulled out slowly, then rocked back into me. He hissed through his teeth as he closed his eyes. “Fuuuck, that’s incredible.”
I wanted to reach up and caress his beautiful face, but that would make this…more. I was afraid it would scare him off. That we wouldn’t get to do this again. Instead, I moved under him, pressing for more. His eyes opened, and the dark, fierce gleam in them caused an excited shiver to run over me.
He stood up, then grabbed my hips, pulling me with him. He began to drive into me. I watched as the muscles on his arms flexed with each movement. The veins on his neck stood out while he stared down at where our bodies met.
“So fucking wet, hot,” he growled as he began to pump faster, his breathing heavy.
I lifted my legs up and over his hip bones and arched my back off the mattress as the delicious tingle began to build. “AHHH!”
“So goddamn beautiful,” he said with a grunt and sank into me with more force than before. “I love this fucking pussy.”
The array of emotions already stirring inside me, mixed with the way he played my body, like an instrument he controlled, sent me crying out just before the wave of release hit me. My body shook as the wet gush came from deep inside me. Words fell from my lips, but I wasn’t sure what they were. I was being tossed into a spiral again of supreme blissfulness.
“FUCK! FUCK! That’s it! Coat my cock with that sweet juice. FUUUCK!” He ended with a shout as his body shook, then jerked. His fingers clutched my hips, tightly holding me against him. “GAH!”
I could feel it. His release filling me. Each hot jet, deep inside. I tried to get closer even if it wasn’t possible. He trembled slightly, and his grip on me eased as he opened his eyes and stared down at me. The slow smile that curled his lips was one I wanted to burn into my brain. Never to forget. It was hedonistic, sated, and I’d put it there.
“I want to see it.” His voice was hoarse from the shouting.
