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He’s going to ask me this now?
His fingers dig into my ass cheeks and my legs wrap around him, pulling him closer while my fingers thread in his hair, our mouths inches apart and my raspy breathing filling the air once again. “Octavius, please.”
His face darkness and he rubs his lips over mine, repeating his question once again. “Who do you belong to, Isla?”
I close my eyes, my entire being rebelling against the idea of denying him his request but conforming to it would mean my complete ruin and vulnerability.
I should be careful, I should be aloof, I should be…
So many things I’ve been all my life.
His rigid muscles mold my curves to him, and his scent alone envelops me in such a protective cocoon, all I want to do is stay near him because then the reality isn’t so scary.
So devastating.
So lonely.
Would it be so bad to belong to him?
Maybe…
For the first time, I can trust someone.
I can be reckless and hope…hope for something beautiful to happen.
He glides his length up and down my core, slipping it a bit inside, only to pull back, and the sensations tickling my skin along with the pressure in my chest become too much. I open my eyes and meet his stare head-on, finally giving him an answer. “You.” He stills, and I say, “I belong to you.” I gently place my hand on his scar, running my fingers over it before palming his head. “Only to you.”
He thrusts into me hard, trapping my cry in his throat when he slams his mouth on mine while he connects our bodies, his length stretching me so wide I don’t know where he ends and I begin.
We share a long breath before I tilt my head. He deepens the kiss and rocks back, only to move forward again, his powerful drives shifting me on the table. The simultaneous pleasure crushing into me in waves, pulling me toward the unknown.
The unknown that ignites my blood, the fire spreading me turning everything into ashes while he continues to push into me, his strokes becoming deeper and harder as if he wishes to imprint his body on mine and remind me.
Remind me once again that no matter what happens afterward, I’ll never forget him or be able to pretend nothing has changed in my life.
His grip tightens on me, my core clenching around him while thousands of sensations rush through me. I tear my mouth away, gasping for breath while his wandering lips skim to my throat and neck where he sucks hard, causing more goose bumps to pop on my skin, the tension intensifying.
My toes curl as I tighten my legs around him, my heels digging into his back, and it earns me a groan from him. I come closer to the edge with each drive of his hips into me, my nails scraping his skin, and he bites into the crook of my neck. “Octavius,” I say, my voice so needy and lost while the pressure grows by the second, demanding to find the reprieve I so seek.
“Come for me, kitten.”
His harshly-spoken command is all I need to erupt in his arms as heat cascades down on me, enveloping me in pleasure and dumping me in the blazing fire that has no mercy for me.
As I have found my new addiction.
He hisses when my core clenches around him, his thrusts turning faster and rougher while his hands travel up my back to my hair. He fists it hard and tugs on it until I arch my back and meet his eyes. “Watch your man, kitten.” He delivers a few more hard strokes before hiding his face in my neck, groaning into it while he finds his release and spills inside the condom.
A man who found pleasure because of me.
A tremor rushes through me, my core spasming some more around him while his tight grip on me remains.
Maybe taking risks is worth it sometimes.
Octavius
Heaven.
I’m in fucking heaven because Isla is wrapped around me, her arms hugging me close while her raspy breath fills my ears, and our sweat-covered bodies are almost merged with how tightly we hold one another.
