Page 78 of Bound By Words

“Fuck, yes,” he growled as he leaned over me, slowly withdrawing his fingers.

His lips trailed up my body, his warm skin covering mine as he cupped my cheeks with his hands. Strong hips settled between mine, and I could feel him hard against me.

“That was gorgeous. You’re so gorgeous, Kelly. My good girl. Such a naughty little slut, soaking my hand.” My eyes widened at the word he’d never used, but a thrill ran through me as his grin widened. “You’re my greedy little slut now, aren’t you?”

Feeling suddenly shy, I averted my eyes, but he held my face immobile between his palms.

“Look at me.” My eyes connected with his, and I relaxed, knowing I didn’t need to feel shame and embarrassment with him. “Tell me what you are.”

“A…” I stuttered, moaning when he ground his hips against mine, his cock sliding in the wetness pooling between my thighs. “Greedy…”

“Yes, you are,” he chuckled, flexing his hips again. “So greedy. What are you?”

“A…slut,” I whispered, watching his pupils dilate at my words.

“And who do you belong to now?” His voice was softer as his fingers combed through my hair. “Who does your body belong to? Who is it greedy for?”

“You,” I gasped, arching my head back as he shifted and lodged himself firmly inside me. And I never wanted to belong to anyone else.

NATHAN

Connecticut

Kelly gasped and moaned beneath me as I drove into her, unable to keep myself under control after she said she belonged to me. I’d never been jealous or this possessive with a woman before, but the thought of her with another man, even one whom she hadn’t met yet, made me feel frantic. She was made for me and me alone.

“Your pussy is only a greedy little slut for me, isn’t it? You want me to fuck it hard because it’s mine, don’t you?”

Her hips met me, thrust for thrust as I rained kisses on every inch of exposed skin I could reach. I adored her. Kelly was everything I’d wanted in a woman for so long, and it killed me that she might be leaving soon and I couldn’t go with her.

“Fuck,” she whimpered as I sucked on her neck, leaving another mark next to where I’d bitten her before. She was mine. Her body—and hopefully her heart—was mine, and I was desperate to possess her.

“You’re so wet. Fuck. I love being inside you,” I groaned as I thrust into her easily, reveling in the volume of her hoarse cries increasing. Her fingers clung to my shoulders, one moving up to grasp the hair at the back of my head, pulling me toward her mouth.

“Kiss me, please,” she begged against my lips as I hovered over her, my hard thrusts slowing into a grinding rhythm that had her squirming.

“These belong to me,” I whispered before I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth, laughing as she tugged at my hair, the nails of her other hand scratching down my back.

“You belong to me too,” she moaned as her head fell back, breaking the kiss, her gasping cries almost desperate in their intensity.

“All yours,” I agreed as I tucked my face into her neck, snapping my hips forward hard enough to shift her up the cushions. While I wanted to draw this out, tease her more, she’d been almost wild when I edged her before. I felt myself tightening, my release begging to fill her. “I’m yours as long as you want me.”

I’d had sex without a condom before Kelly, but everything with her felt different. Maybe it was because my emotions were more deeply involved this time. Unbidden fantasies of coming inside her and creating a spark of life had me growling against her neck. It’d never happen outside my imagination, but claiming more of her body like that made me crave it. I wanted to own her—her heart, her mind, and her body.

“Are you close?” I whispered in her ear, my hands caressing her sides, pulling one hip tighter against me and changing the angle of my thrusts. “I want to feel you come apart around me before I fill you.”

“So close,” she panted as I leaned back on my knees, pulling her onto my thighs as I snapped my hips forward. The angle seemed to help, her cries becoming desperate. My thumb pressed down on her clit, and I rocked it from side to side with every push of my hips. “Almost there.”

“Yes, I can feel you,” I groaned as I watched a flush form on her chest, moving slowly between her breasts as she closed her eyes. As my pace increased, she moaned louder, her back arching as the telltale flutters of her inner muscles started to contract around me. Grunting, I tried to prolong her orgasm, holding off until I couldn’t anymore, roughly grasping the sides of her hips as I poured myself into her.

Neither one of us moved, the sound of the wind shaking the windows at the front of the house and the fire were the only things I could hear as I threw my head back and took a deep breath.

“Da-yum, stud,” Kelly giggled, and I returned to myself, looking down at the broad smile spread across her lips as she stretched her arms above her head.

Never one to pass up a golden opportunity, I leaned forward, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as she giggled. I took the erotic tickling card out of the deck, not wanting to push her too hard too soon, but I couldn’t stop thinking about revisiting this game with her.

“Are we going to keep playing?” she asked as I leaned over her, slowly pushing a few strands of loose hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering on her cheek. She was blossoming before my eyes, and I had difficulty refocusing.

“One more card,” I nodded, pulling the edge of her comforter around her body, kissing her lightly on the forehead before I reached toward the small stack of remaining cards.

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