Page 255 of Deceit

“I want to taste you,” she croons ever so softly. “I need to be washed away of—“ I hurl her forward, so she hits my chest, and my gun wound slams into the wall. I grit my teeth against the pain and peer down at my beautiful little warrior.

The strongest of us all.

She stands up on her tiptoes to slowly close the distance, but I’m too impatient, doing it for her when our mouths mesh and fight.

We battle to forget and move on. To be united but our own person.

Picking her up by her ass, I lean against the wall and welcome the sharp burn of pain from her weight on my bad leg and the pressure on my shoulder.

I grip the edges of the sweatpants she changed into and yank them over her ass. I get them to the middle of her thighs and use one arm to keep her up while I tear the rest of one off her legs.

Emmy moans into my mouth, tasting me with her tongue as I pull her panties aside.

She reaches down between us, wraps her warm hand around my cock, and positions me.

I don’t wait.

I can’t.

I thrust inside and welcome myself home.

I grunt as the discomfort trails down my chest but also at how wet and tight Emmy’s cunt is. To die like this, it’s the perfect case scenario.

To be Emmy’s is a dream.

“Your gunshot,” my woman mutters against my lips. “I—“ Her lips clamp shut as I hit a deep part inside her that makes us both growl and moan in response.

“It looks like we get another honeymoon, baby. You still gonna marry me?”

She bobs her head. “Yes.”

“We gonna let everyone know this time?” I thrust hard to make sure I get that point across.

“Fuck…yes.”

“Fuck yes to my dick, baby, or fuck yes to the family part?” Her fingers lace through my hair and she yanks hard. Exposing my neck and settling her face between my fucked up shoulder and column of my throat.

I spread her ass with my palms and Emmy’s lips clasp around the side of my neck. She sucks and licks then whispers in my ear, “Are you going to come inside me?”

“Geezus fucking Christ.” My cock practically spasms inside her, and my balls tighten so hard that I’m less than a minute away from ending this.

I can feel Emmy’s shaking breaths as I impale her over and over. My bad leg begins to tremble, and Emmy brings her face back to mine.

She opens her mouth, probably to tell me to stop so I don’t hurt myself, but I propel mine into hers.

I’m not stopping.

Especially when my girl just told me to bust my entire load inside her.

My jaw locks, and she bites down on my lower lip, my orgasm creeping up so fast to where I’m going to finish first if she doesn’t hurry.

I slam my head into the drywall behind me to give me some sort of distraction when I hear Emmy giggle.

“Bish?”

“What?”

“Look at me.” I do, falling on lust-filled eyes that do nothing to help me. “I love you, present tense.”

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