Page 25 of Reign or Shine

“Sunshine,” he grunts, pumping into my hand once, twice, before grabbing my wrist and pulling me away.

His hands are pulling at my sweats next. They come off easily, but we’re both conscious of my ankle even as we hurry to take our clothes off. Henry nuzzles my neck as he lays me back down on the bed then presses a trail of kisses down to my breasts.

My back arches off the bed when his tongue flicks my nipple, which has turned into a hard peak at his touch. I try to reach for his cock again but lose all train of thought when he turns his attention to my other breast, nipping the bud.

“Shit,” I cry, the sensations rippling through me. My hands clutch at his shoulders. “What are you doing to me?” I ask, shocked by how well he’s reading my body.

“I’m loving you,” he whispers back, capturing my mouth again. “Are you ready for me, sunshine?”

“Yes.” I nod.

“Do I need to get the condoms I saw in the first aid kit? I haven’t been with anyone in quite some time.”

“Me neither. And no.” I swallow, having told him a secret. “I have an IUD. I want to feel all of you. Every inch.”

Running both hands down my shin, taking care not to press on my ankle, he lifts my leg. Placing it over his shoulder so that my knee is bent at the top, he eyes my core.

“You will keep your leg here. Do you understand, sunshine? I don’t want you hurting yourself more.”

“Yes, I understand. But I’m hurting now, Henry,” I whine, giving him a little pout. “I need you.”

“I’ll be careful,” he says, adjusting himself closer to my wet core. “But I have to be inside you.”

“Yes. Please, Henry.” I nod again eagerly.

With my good leg propped up gently to the side, he begins to push into my tight opening. There’s a slight burn as he begins to pump, working his way inside me. It’s a delicious sting, making me feel alive and so desirable.

The throb between my legs intensifies with each of his slow thrusts. I try to be patient, but I need more. I lift my hips, encouraging him to move faster. The pain in my ankle is gone now, all there is now is him. And so much pleasure.

“Henr—” I cry, only to get out a part of his name.

He shifts, his hand slipping between us. His fingers go to my clit. A groan leaves him as my sex starts to flutter around his cock as he strums my clit. I’m close. So, so close.

I sink my nails into his back as erotic delight explodes through my body unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my entire life. My hands claw at the sheets. I can feel my whole body shaking, quaking as my orgasm builds up and up, until I burst. Pleasure crashes over me.

He keeps pumping in and out of me, making me moan his name over and over. His body jerks as he comes along with me, his warmth spilling deep inside of me.

He collapses on top of me, being careful of my ankle. He buries his face in my neck, and his warm breath tickles my skin, making me smile.

He nips my neck. My sex contracts again around his cock that’s still inside me.

“That,” he says against my skin before pulling back to meet my eyes, “was incredible. You’re incredible.” His voice has gone soft, his eyes reverent. The emotion I see twinkling in his eyes takes my breath away.

“It was,” I sigh, skimming my hand down his back. “And it’s a good thing we’re alone, stranded in the middle of the woods.”

“Why is that?” he asks, placing a finger under my chin so that I look back at him.

“Because you’re loud.”

He’s stunned at my words, his face going slack for a moment before he ducks his head and laughs.

“I’m loud? You’re the one who was chanting my name.”

I smack his shoulder, faking being insulted. Before I can say anything more he covers my mouth with his, drawing me into a long, sweet kiss.

It was a life-changing kiss. A toe-curling, full-body shiver kind of kiss. And at that moment, I knew I loved Henry with every fiber of my being.

It was too bad happily ever after wasn’t a path we could take.

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