Page 8 of My Heart Remembers


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Corran rolls over me, his huge body covering mine. His biceps bulge as he holds his weight, the only pressure point being the gentle press of his pelvis against mine. I want him to bury me under him, to touch me with every inch of his massive frame. I want all of him.

I wrap my arms around his neck, drawing him harder to me. He lowers himself onto me and I sigh, revelling in the feeling as his giant chest crushes against mine.

“Are you ok?” he murmurs.

I nod.

He shifts to the side as his hand slides between us. With one fluid motion, he slides the cotton scrap of my knickers down my thighs. There’s no way I can kick them off, but I find the constraint of my underwear and the urgency and furtiveness of our union unexpectedly arousing. The bondage of my knees echoes the tight ball of desire gripping my lower belly. My body is like a coiled spring, crying for release.

Corran trails a line of burning kisses along my jaw to my neck. The ball in my gut tightens hard and I groan. The corners of his eyes crease into a smile. He parts my folds and slips a single, teasing finger inside me.

I know I should be concerned that our friends could walk out of the woods and onto the beach at any minute, but I can’t find the will to care. Corran appears similarly unconcerned. He takes his sweet time. The slow circling of his finger inside me is chasing every last thought from my mind. There are no thoughts in there but how much I want him, how much I need him. I want him to take me, to claim me as his own.

“Are you sure you want to do this? They could arrive any minute…” His voice is low against my ear.

“Well then, we’d better make it quick.”

I slide my hands under his t-shirt, skating my palms over his taut abs.

He groans. “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”

I run my hands down Corran’s sides. I could linger forever here, exploring each hill and valley of his exquisitely carved obliques, but the burning desire to feel him inside me renders my touch urgent. I tug his shorts to his knees and his cock springs free.

“Vic, in my pocket, in my wallet…”

I locate the condom and watch as his blue eyes darken to black with desire at my touch as I roll it down his length. I bite my lip, unsure whether I will be able to accommodate something so big.

“Oh, Corran,” I gasp as he eases gently into me. He buries himself inside me, filling me. His eyes hold mine, his lips curving into a smile as my body stretches to accommodate him. The glimmer of orgasm rises in my core.

He withdraws and I whimper, pressing my palms against his ass, urging him to take me again. He obliges, groaning as my tunnel tightens round him. Again, with aching slowness, he withdraws.

“Corran, please,” I beg, the torturing ache of pleasure too much to bear.

He smiles and folds down onto me, crushing my body under his, need overtaking us both. His mouth finds mine as his cock plunges into me again and again, the rhythm of his hips carrying us both to the edge of oblivion.

“Vic,” he breathes against my lips. His glutes tighten under my fingers.

I am lost. I cry his name as I tumble with him into the white-hot ecstasy of release.

CHAPTER THREE

Corran

My chest doesn’t feel big enough to hold everything I’m feeling.

For me, it was always her.

I’ve had flings, and short relationships, but those women never stood a chance. No one could ever come close to her.

I’ve loved her from the second I saw her standing on the school bus.

But there is Ben.

They have unfinished business.

It broke my heart the night she chose him. I carried the message. It almost tore me in two to deliver it. But I did it for them. She loved him. I thought he loved her. But he didn’t. He couldn’t, or he wouldn’t have cast her aside like that.

I would never have stood aside if I’d realized how it would end. I only ever wanted her happiness. I didn’t think she felt that way about me. We were friends in her eyes, nothing more.

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