Page 70 of Tearing You Apart


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I snapped, nothing stopping me from launching forward and taking her lips. She wasn’t running away again.

I sat up, clasping one hip to steady her as I grabbed the back of her neck, dragging her mouth to mine and feasting on her. I swallowed her protests, thrusting into her as I ravaged her. I’d been waiting too long to taste her sweetness again. There was no thought of holding back.

She lifted her knees, planting her feet on the mattress to open herself as she rode me. I pulled back to look at her in wonder. Tears streamed down her face, her body wild and trembling, lost in ecstasy.

“I love you,” I said, even though I had said it a thousand times since I’d arrived. Not once had I seen her face as I murmured in her ear or cried out against her shoulder.

She still hid from me, collapsing forward, slinging her arms around my neck, and taking my mouth again. Her chest heaved. I couldn’t tell if she was crying or laughing, but the breath of her lungs poured into my mouth through her kiss, and I swallowed.

Tongues meshed, teeth clacked. We tugged at each other’s lips in fury, gnawing away, burning bites and kisses across cheeks, noses, eyebrows, anywhere we could reach while staying connected. She licked the scar on my eyebrow, and I almost came right there, a reminder of how innocently we’d loved each other before. A pale memory compared to the feral need to possess her and be possessed by her.

Her breasts rubbed against my chest, her bum grating between my thighs. We scratched each other as we kissed and fucked like animals.

I was never letting her go.

She raked her nails down my back, and I groaned deeply, answering her with scratches over her ass. It was heaven inside her. Warm and wet and welcoming. She was the perfect fit. I scratched her neck over the top of her spine, fixing her in a hold, pushing her down so that I led the thrusts. She struggled to regain control, pulling back from the kiss to growl at me, but I still held her, thrusting upwards as hard as I could, watching her face burst, her eyes widening, and her mouth dropping open as I tore sweet cries from her.

“Tell me again.” I leant into her mouth.

“Fuck you.”

She glared at me. She could fight all she wanted. It didn’t erase the evidence of the salt on her cheeks. If she let me, I’d gladly lap her tears straight from her eyes.

“Tell me how you want to ruin me, baby. Tell me how much you missed me.”

She gritted her teeth, but her soft heat, trembling thighs, and flushed cheeks gave her away.

I buried my hand in her hair again, cupping her head and making her look at me. “I love you, Catherine Fischer.”

Oh, how she hated me then. So angry that she batted away my hand and wrapped her fingers around my throat as she led. I didn’t even have time to catch my breath before she tilted back, spreading her legs, deepening the angle as she squeezed me harder with every thrust.

She fucked me like she wanted to kill me, and I melted all over again.

“I want to die inside you,” I gasped, barely getting the words out through the force of her grip.

I meant it. She could take me now, and I would die happy. I was so in love with this woman that I could barely think. I couldn’t hold on, and she gave no sign of giving up. I tried to lead, but she was fucking me into ecstasy, stealing every part of me. And I loved it.

My heart was full, open and huge, all for her. She bore down on me, using my neck as an anchor to fuck me harder and faster, her breasts swaying, her stomach undulating, her jaw clenched as she raged at me.

I couldn’t hold it back. “I love you.” It was so hard to speak. “I love you, Cat.” I was going to pass out, but I couldn’t stop. “I love you so much.” My cock was so hard I thought it would break as she fucked me.

“Shut. Up.” She was crying again, the tears flying from her cheeks as we moved, her hair sticking to her face.

She seemed determined not to show me her pleasure, and I couldn’t resist taking one of her legs, spreading her wider to fuck her harder.

Her head fell back, and her mouth dropped open, her muscles tightening as she chased her release. I tried not to come. I wanted to watch what my cock did to her, see her come undone in my arms.

I snaked my hand from her thigh to her pussy, pushing my thumb into the right position so her clit rode me.

“Max, please,” she gasped, her fingers loosening, the air flooding back into my lungs.

She was calling for me, bringing me over with her. I broke first, coming, pouring into her moments before she clenched and collapsed. She was screaming, crying out my name and clinging to me, pulling me closer, digging her nails into my neck, singing the sweetest song I’d ever heard as she came.

Max

The morning light poured through Cat’s window and pulled me from my doze. I was on my back with Cat wrapped around my side. My first instinct was to pull her closer. She was safe in my arms, her head on my chest, snoring softly. Her hair spread across my neck and tickled my arm. One leg flung across my hips, the other running alongside my thigh. We were both naked, sated from spending hours in each other’s bodies.

It was the definition of peace. There was nowhere else I wanted to be, nothing else I could possibly want in the world apart from her, here, with me like this.

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