Page 109 of Always Right

My hands gripped her hair, holding her as she continued. Her warm tongue licked my cock, and I groaned, unable to keep the sound inside as she bobbed her head back and forth on my shaft.

I couldn’t tear my eyes from her, watching how on her knees she robbed every ounce of control from my body with her mouth, her tongue. With everything that was her.

“Fuck, baby.” The words were a harsh whisper on my lips and Hannah moaned in response, her nails digging into my thighs as I began pumping in and out of her mouth.

It took all my restraint to stop fucking her mouth, but holding a fistful of her hair, I pulled her off my cock and stood her up, holding her as she stumbled on to her feet. Her eyes glimmered with want and need and I turned her around and bent her over the arm of the sofa. I bunched up her dress over her hips, exposing the smooth skin of her legs and thighs, up to her ass, my hands following my gaze as I gripped her ass and squeezed.

“Are you ready for me, Hannah?” I lacked restraint and my fingers finally touched her folds, mesmerized in the way she was already wet for me after sucking me off.

“Yes...please, Derek.”

I groaned as she pushed back, allowing her to take control for those few seconds until she brushed my hard cock against her warmth and all self-control was out the window.

Fuck, she felt perfect.

Her body clung onto me like a vice, tightening around me as I thrust into her, her whimpers filling up the room despite her trying to contain them. I sunk into her that way, slow and deep.

And that’s how I loved her.

Deeper.

Harder.

Anyway that she asked.

I loved her until she was trembling with each orgasm that ripped through her body. I loved her until the clothes were too much and they were scattered around the floor, until each time she came she screamed out my name.

Loved how strong she was and how vulnerable and mine she was in moments like this, when she gave up control and let me do as I pleased with her. My chest tightened, aching at the realization that she was everything, absolutely fucking everything to me.

I gripped her hair and pulled her up against my chest, turning her face towards mine and pressing a punishing kiss against her lips. One of my hands teased her swollen clit and my other hand wrapped around her throat slightly, holding her to me as I pushed into her.

“I’m...yours...”

Hannah said the words like she knew I needed to hear them, like she could sense the pain in my chest at the overwhelming love I felt for her.

“Only yours.”

Shuddering, I brushed my lips against her earlobe, nipping it gently as I thrust into her.

“Mine,” I growled. “Forever.”

I fucked her then.

Made love to her for the rest of the night until she was so spent she could barely even move.

I watched her as she laid on her stomach, the sheets barely covering the curves of her ass. She hugged the pillow beneath her with her eyes closed and a sated smile on her lips.

Settling on the bed next to her, I propped my head up and watched her.

I didn’t think I could enjoy life without her in it. I could make sense of this fucked up world as long as she was with me.

I brushed my fingers over the flushed skin of her cheeks and finally, she blinked, meeting my eyes with so much peace that I found it unbelievable that earlier that morning she had been on the brink of insanity.

“What are you thinking?”

I shrugged. “Not sure. I’m wondering how the hell I can keep you in bed, naked for the rest of our lives.”

Hannah laughed softly, easing all the tension in my chest. She didn’t realize how fucking worried I was with the situation.

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