Page 86 of Priest

I close my eyes.

What would that look like? Bella as my ol’ lady. My heart thuds in a way like it never has. And I’ve never, ever considered having an ol’ lady. That’s just not how I’ve ever been. I never felt the need for a steady girlfriend or thought I’d be a very good partner, truth be told.

But the thought doesn’t put me into a tailspin like it may have a few years ago. The idea that she could be with another man, however, definitely puts me over the edge.

“Who’s pussy is this?” I grunt, knowing I’m being a Neanderthal.

“It’s yours, Priest.”

I continue to roll my hips in and out, enjoying every single sensation. The feeling rolls over me again and again; contentment. I’ve never had much of it in my life, yet here I am not just enjoying it, but basking in its glory.

I run my palm up her spine, enjoying how hot and wet I make her feel and even though we just got out the shower, she’s glistening with sweat again. I move one knee onto the bed, shoving it under hers so I can get deeper. I push her hair over one shoulder and she turns to look at me.

I grip her chin. “This pussy is mine. You are mine.”

“Yes.”

I don’t just want her compliance. I want her to really fucking mean it. To feel it like I do.

My lips part but she beats me to it.

“I feel it, Priest. I feel it between us. All of it.”

I still, my dick buried deep inside her as I bring my other knee to the mattress between her bent legs. “It’s not just the sex?” My voice is barely a faint whisper.

“I can’t deny your dick is huge.” A small laugh permeates the air between us. “But it’s not just about that and you know it.”

I’m so deep inside. She’s squeezing my cock like she never wants to let go. Like she can’t let go. “I do know it. I feel it too.” I pull out then sink back in. “You mean so much to me. I’ve fallen under your spell.”

I hear her intake of breath as I work her slowly, in and out. “I love this.”

“What, Bella? What do you love?”

“This feeling between us. Being so close. You.”

I love you, too.

I’ve never said the words to a living person. Never. And yet they come so easily to me when I’m with her.

“You love me?”

“Is it too soon?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t want you to say it just because you love my dick inside you.”

“I love your heart.” I thrust as she grunts the words. “I love your soul.” I slide out and then thrust again. “I love… everything about you.”

“Fuck,” I groan as she sticks her ass back toward me, essentially meeting my thrusts. “I love you, Bella. Fuckin’ hell…” How did this happen? How can I feel this way about a woman I haven’t even known for very long?

I don’t know any of the answers but I don’t even care.

“Oh, Priest.” She grips the duvet with her fingers, pushing her hips back as I fuck her with wild abandon. “Oh, yes.”

My balls slap against her pussy as I push into her faster, deeper, my whole body tenses. I want nothing between us, but she’ll have to get on birth control before we fuck without a condom. I want to fill her pussy with cum and never let her out of my sight.

“I’m gonna come,” I warn her.

She throws her head back and cries out as I follow behind, slamming my hips one last time as my cum leaves my body in wild spurts as I try to calm the beating of my heart. My whole entire body shakes with my release. I’ve never come so hard in my life, and maybe that's because of the I love yous. I’m not sure, but whatever it is, the intensity has me lost in a battle of emotions. I pull out and roll onto my back, pulling her with me. Her back against my front. “That was fuckin’ beautiful.”

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