Page 108 of Saved By Two

I bend her over until her bare breasts are flush against the table and kick her legs apart, keeping one hand on the top of her spine as I line myself up with her wet cunt and drive into her in a deep, hard thrust. She lets out a muffled curse as her nails dig into the polished wood with every hard thrust. She moves over the surface, entirely at my mercy.

"You'll never talk of leaving us again, will you?"

I pull out to the tip and wait for her to answer.

"No, I'm sorry."

Leaning over, I lick a trail over her back as I slam into her again.

"Are you sorry, or are you so desperate to come you'd say anything in this moment?"

I stay rooted inside her, filling her to the hilt, her channel clenching around me, desperate for me to move.

"I'm desperate to come, but it's true I don't want to leave you or Noah," she says, her voice muffled, her cheek pressed against the table.

"So why did you threaten to do it?"

I roll my hip, and she groans, trying to push back against me, but I keep all my weight on her, making it near on impossible. She groans out in frustration.

"Because I didn't want this to end. And when you and Noah decided you were done with me., I couldn't come back from that."

Her words slice my heart.

"Is that what you thought? That we would ever be done with you?"

She tries to shake her head. "No, I don't know. I'm scared."

I almost pull out of her completely. "Scared of us—scared of me?"

"No the power you have over me, the way you make me feel."

I thrust back deep, and her walls flutter around me, prepping her for an orgasm, one I've been holding at bay. Her wet channel is so primed and ready, desperate for a relief only I can give.

"And how do we make you feel?"

A tear leaks from the corner of her eye, and I lean over her, licking up the sweet and salty trail.

"Like anything is possible, and this is what it could be like to be truly loved."

I freeze at her admission. "And?" I press, needing her to say the words.

There's a long pause of silence, just our heavy breathing. "That I love you both more than I ever thought possible."

Wrapping her hair around my fist, I pull her head up as I lean over, my lips a breath away from hers.

"Fuck, Jessica, we love you, too." I could hold the words back, prolong the torture, but she's already been tortured enough.

"You do?" Her voice is so quiet, I almost don't hear it over the heavy beating of my heart.

I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her up enough to slip a hand between her and the table, seeking out her clit. She groans, arching into me.

"Yes, both of us. You're the piece we never knew was missing."

Working her clit between my index and middle fingers, I roll my hips, hitting the spot deep inside her that drives her absolutely wild.

"You're ours, now and always, if you'll have us."

"Yes," she says, her voice breaking as I continue to thrust into her, bringing her closer and closer to her release.

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