Page 158 of When The Night Falls

My vaginal walls began to quiver around him. He crouched over me then, gathering my breasts in his hands. Struck by the intimacy of our new position, I moaned his name and thrust against him, aching for more of him. I just couldn’t seem to get close enough. I wanted him to consume me – the entirety of me.

‘Enjoying me, Cara?’ he asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice. Across my upper back, he planted several wet kisses.

‘Mm, yes. Don’t ever stop,’ I said breathily and turned my head in search of his lips. Realising what I wanted, he carefully folded his hand over my throat and guided my mouth to his. Dopamine flooded my brain upon the enchanting motion of his kiss. I never wanted him to stop. I loved kissing him. It was one of my favourite things to do in this world, as well as experiencing his exceptional lovemaking.

He kept kissing me as the tension accumulated within me, dense and heavy. My shudders started again – a warning of my looming climax. Immediately, he tightened his embrace and smothered me against him.

Seeming to sense that I was close, he accelerated his thrusts, hitting me faster, deeper, harder.

Fuck!

He held me tightly, trapping me in his embrace – trapping me in a state of complete pleasure. In and out. Back and forth. I would detonate like never before.

I moaned against his mouth and reached for something to hold on to. Gripping the arm of his hand around my throat, I clawed his skin; I had to release at least a portion of the agonising pressure that mounted within me.

‘I . . . coming,’ I warned breathlessly, my face crinkling.

‘Yes. Let go for me,’ he demanded and ploughed powerfully into me, knocking the air out of my lungs. I tried to pull away from his kiss, but he wouldn’t let me. Like a famished man, he continued to kiss me while I trembled in his hold.

He fucked me so hard then that I promptly succumbed to yet another orgasm.

‘Ah!’

I went limp in his embrace, held up solely by his arms around me. My walls clutched his dick, quivering and overly sensitive, but he kept pulling slowly in and out of me, allowing me to ride my orgasm for longer. His mouth remained on mine as I surrendered to oblivion, lost to the world and lost in the feeling of him.

He lowered me carefully onto the bed then, where he turned me onto my back. An abundance of kisses landed across my torso while I recovered beneath him. Eventually his kisses targeted my mouth again, and I felt him smiling against my lips. Still panting, I opened my eyes and looked at him. The sight melted my heart. Bottomless affection exuded from his light-blue eyes. Chuckling, he nuzzled my nose with his.

‘Sorry.’ He grinned. ‘I just can’t believe we’re doing this again. Feels like I’ve waited an eternity.’

A coy smile teased my mouth while I chuckled too.

‘I’m glad you swayed my mind, Will,’ I said hoarsely, and then moaned when he pushed deeply into me again.

‘I’ve sincerely missed the sound of your moans,’ he said and brought my legs around his waist. ‘Most beautiful thing I’ll ever hear.’

My cheeks warmed at his carnal declaration. ‘Well, you’re the one eliciting them.’

His gaze was smouldering. ‘And I intend to keep it that way.’

He lay down on me and positioned his forearms on either side of my head. Then he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me so tenderly that my heart thundered, all while he continued to thrust gently into me.

Marvelling, I closed my eyes and I wished to myself that we could do this for ever. Nothing would ever feel as good as this – as right as this. I was certain.

26 | no more lies

Sinfully later, William was finally reaching his peak. Merciless as he was, he had withdrawn every time he had been close to coming and given me head instead. By now, I had lost count of the number of orgasms I’d had.

This was reclaiming, and it was fucking intense.

In our current position, he was holding me up against the headboard of my bed so that I was essentially seated against it. With his hands under my thighs, he held my legs in place around his waist. Between them he was kneeling, charging savagely in and out of me. Our bodies were damp with sweat as I crouched over his broad shoulder, close to fainting. I couldn’t make so much as a sound anymore. I was completely sapped after my streak of countless, mind-blowing orgasms. All I wanted was for him to finally allow himself to come.

‘Ah,’ he groaned. Burying his hand in my hair, he tugged my head back. My eyes were barely open as I watched him, saw how his square jaw clenched while his features twisted with carnal pleasure. His pupils were dilated as he ground his teeth and stared intensely at me.

He was close.

Just as he performed his hardest and deepest thrust yet, he placed his mouth on mine and kissed me fervently. Shocked by the fulfilment of such a powerful shove, I whimpered against his lips and clawed down his back.

‘Please,’ I begged, out of breath.

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