Page 33 of Love Lies Bleeding

My lips kiss her eyelids, my tongue swiping away the tears on her cheeks. This is more than fucking, more than lovemaking even, this is a claiming and she’s claiming me just as hard as I claim her.

My balls tighten, an electric buzz running along my spine as I roll her clit with my thumb, and then lift up so I can angle her hips up and hit that sweet spot inside her that makes her see stars.

Her breath hitches as I run my hand up her belly and grip her throat lightly, her hand covering mine and she squeezes it tighter, showing me what she wants. I’ve never been so turned on in my life and as I squeeze her delicate neck, her body flails and then I let go and command, “Come all over my cock, baby.”

Her keening moan is pleasure filled with pain and her cunt grips me so hard I can hardly move, as I fuck her once, twice, before I come, shooting my seed inside her on a roar that leaves my throat raw.

Rolling off her, I quickly tie the condom off before chucking it in the trash. Cherry is lying just where I’d left her when I roll back, her eyes hooded and slumberous as she watches me. She looks so vulnerable, so stunningly beautiful, and so mine. Tugging the comforter from under her, I settle us in my bed and hold her close, pulling her thigh over my hips. My dick twitches with interest but I shut that shit down. I need to care for her now, to show her how much she means to me, not go at her again like a horny dog.

“I’m making a mess on you,” she mumbles against my skin.

Squeezing her thigh, I kiss her head. “I like your mess all over me.”

“Weirdo.”

I chuckle as I stroke her hair through my fingers. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you or frighten you?”

Cherry pushes off my chest so she is leaning over me, her tits resting on my abs. I can’t help but look at her, she has amazing tits, and my hand reaches for her nipple, rubbing it through my knuckles.

“You didn’t hurt me, Jake. I liked what we did, I want to try everything with you.”

Her eyes are soft, the blue of her irises, darker than usual as she offers up that admission with a shy shrug. I want so badly to tell her I love her, to admit that she holds my soul in her palm, but that call has shaken me. Have I destroyed us before we even begin? I don’t know but I suddenly have the gut-wrenching feeling that our time is finite, that I have to cram a lifetime of loving her into the short space of time before my secret comes out and it will. Even if I agreed, and I don’t want to, and steal those papers for Nick, my time with her is coming to an end. “Go on a date with me.”

Her fingers draw patterns on my chest as she cocks her head in question. “Why?”

I roll us so she is beneath me, and see the way her eyes flare wide with desire when she feels me between her legs.

“Because I want the world to know you’re mine.”

Cherry rolls her eyes. “You pretty much pissed all over me a few weeks ago. I think they know.”

“Then how about we do it because I want to spend every second making you smile and I think you’ll like what I have planned.” I nuzzle her neck as I run my hand up her thigh, making her arch into my touch.

“Fine but if it’s a boring dinner, you’re going to pay me back with orgasms.”

Smiling against her neck, I feel her pulse flutter before I lick her skin, tasting the salt. “You get those either way, Blossom.”

“Well, okay then.”

“Tomorrow, after your morning shift?”

“What should I wear?”

“Is nothing an option?”

She smirks at me. “Only if you don’t mind everyone looking at your naked girlfriend.”

A growl leaves my lips and I want to rip apart anyone who’s seen what belongs to me.

“Yeah, not happening. Unless you want me to kill any man who looks at you.”

Cherry shrugs. “Hey, this was your idea, not mine.”

“Wear whatever you want, baby. I don’t mind smashing a few skulls for you.”

“Animal.”

I nudge her folds with my cock as I suck her nipple between my teeth and the rest of our words are forgotten as I fuck my girl until nothing else can penetrate the fog of my brain except her.

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