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I tug my top and bra over my breasts. They hang heavy and achy over his face, and when I press one to his lips, he latches on like he knows exactly what I need. Every nip and lick shoots a bolt of electricity straight through my clit.
“God, yes!” My toes curl and I moan so loudly the bed doesn’t have to squeak for anyone to know what we’re doing.
He sucks my nipples until I’m grinding myself shamelessly on him. And when I can’t take it anymore, I throw my panties off and roughly work on his sweats. I pull them down to his knees and his cock springs upward, thick and ready.
“Before you do that, let me taste you,” he whispers huskily.
“What?”
“It’s been too many days. I want to taste your pussy.”
I want to tell him I’m in charge. I decide what I’ll do. The thing is, I want him to taste me too.
So, I climb over his legs, the tip of his dick sliding across my slit as I move upward. Then, with my hands gripping the headboard for support, his head between my legs, I position my core near his mouth.
He shuts his eyes as he begins to taste. His tongue is everywhere, lapping up my passion like it’s the cure to his insanity.
My thighs begin to tremble as my climax builds, as he overwhelms my senses. But I don’t want to finish like this. I need him inside me. He’s right. It’s been too many days.
I slide down his chest, until the head of his cock is pressing against my wet core. He thrusts upward at the same time as I slam down, and impales me in that deliciously painful way that makes me gasp.
We fit so well.
Instantly, I’m a madwoman, relentlessly fucking him, pressing into him, urging him deeper into me. My fingers on his chest, I dig my nails into his skin until he winces. But even then, I don’t stop. I want him to hurt a little, the way I want him to make me hurt.
I’m so lost in this state of intoxication, that I don’t notice when his hands circle my wrists. I don’t know what’s happening until it’s too late and he’s flipping me onto my back, my arms pinned over my head.
It takes me a moment for the haze of lust to clear enough to see him above me, filling my entire view. Then we’re no longer alone. Someone else is with us. The monster from so long ago.
My entire body goes rigid as it’s him that I see now, only him. His face above mine, his leering grin and his dark soulless eyes. He’s holding me down and I’m helpless. So fucking helpless.
“Andie!” Someone calls in the distance. “Shit. Shit.”
Abruptly, I’m torn from the scene of my past. I’m hovering over someone. He’s holding my hands to his chest. His strong heart beats against my palms. Warmth seeps into my fingers and I can move them again.
“Andie. You’re in control.” He releases me, placing his hands on the sides of his head. “You stop when you want to. Look at me.”
I force myself to obey. Gavin. I’m straddling him once more. I’m the one in control.
He lets out a breath and swallows. “Andie.” The single word carries the weight of the knowledge of what happened to me. He knows. He knows.
Before he can say anything else, I press a finger to his lips. “Shh. Don’t. Please.”
I close my eyes and exhale. Then, I begin to move over him. I’m in control.
It doesn’t take much to get me there, to the point of no return, where not even a monster can keep the pleasure from washing over me.
Gavin follows shortly after, his hands going to my hips to keep me in place as he pumps into me. But it’s a gentle grip. One that won’t keep me there if I don’t want to be.
When we’re both done and spent, our gazes lock. But almost immediately, I glance away.
“Andie.”
“Don’t.” I climb off him. Off the mattress. “Just don’t.”
He sits up and watches me as I dress. “Not now. But we will talk about this.”
“We have an expiration date, Gavin.” I shove my pants back on. “There’s no reason to know more about me than you already do.”
