Page 83 of Always You

I do as she says as I grind my hips against her body. Hooking my arm behind her knee, I press my cock even deeper, my balls slapping against the cheeks of her ass with every move. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and I bite my lip in concentration, examining her pretty face. I keep looking at her to make sure I’m not hurting her until she locks her gaze with mine, swallowing hard as she gives me desperate pleas.

“More.”Fuck.

I throw my head back, pumping inside of her even harder while my thumb rubs her clit with the same pace, making her moan louder with every thrust.

She feels incredible.

I’ve fantasized about this moment, but feeling her is better than I could’ve ever imagined. Like we’ve been working toward this moment for ages, finally being able to lose ourselves to each other in oblivion. Like she’s my light at the end of the tunnel. The reason I kept going for so long. It doesn’t take long before I can subtly feel the tightness of her walls around me increasing, squeezing me tight.

Her hands grab the blanket underneath her, holding on with a whitening grip as she bucks her hips, until I tip her over the edge, making her explode. The clenching of her pussy quickly milks me for all I’m worth. With a feral roar, I pump a few more times, feeling my shaft go numb at the sensation of emptying myself inside of her. I’ve never felt pleasure this intense.

“Fucking hell,” I mutter against her neck, pressing my entire weight on top of her as my body goes limp. She wraps her arms around my back, placing a trail of kisses on my neck while I’m still inside of her.

“That. Was. Amazing,” she says between kisses. “I could stay like this forever.”

I softly nibble her ear, and she lets out a giggle.

“Hunt,” she reprimands.

“Now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t think I can go without anymore.”

The tips of her fingers move up and down over my spine, making a shiver run through my body.

“I don’t think you have to,” she whispers, her mouth flush with my ear.

I move my body up just slightly so I can look into her eyes.

“Yeah?” I smile.

She nods, a silent understanding forming between us before pulling my neck to bring my lips to hers. Our mouths collide again, this time lacking urgency, but still filled with a form of affection that means so much more.

“How do you like myjust-fucked face, babe?”

“Fucking handsome, you arrogant asshole.” She laughs, and I snicker in response.

Her hand moves up, brushing the skin on my chin with her thumb, her eyes sparking with lust once again.

“I want more, Hunter.” She presses a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth, her tongue darting out in a playful way. “Give me more.I want it all.”

I close my eyes, biting my lip, feeling the hunger growing between my legs once more, my cock eager, knowing I will never get enough of her.

“You’re gonna kill me, Charls.”

“As long as we die happy together, we will always be fine, right?” There is a pledge in her eyes that I can’t resist, a thirst I need to take away, even though I know it will probably never dry up. I don’t miss the unspoken words between the lines, my chest expanding with the hope of her being there until I take my last breath.

“With you, I will always be fine.” She smiles at my reply before my mouth clashes against hers, ready to do it all over again.

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Iwake up feeling the safest I’ve ever felt in my life. The warmth of Hunter’s body glues us together, while his sleeping breath softly fans the back of my neck with his nose buried in my hair. His hand is plastered around my waist, and I let out a satisfied sigh.

Last night was—perfect.

It was as if a volcano erupted, bursting out all the feelings that we’d kept tucked inside for way too long. It wasn’t just the best sex I’d ever had, not that I have a whole lot to compare, but it was a connection that was long overdue. When he drove me home, his hand linked with mine as if it had never been different, and I knew I didn’t want the night to end. There was a feeling creeping inside of me, wondering how long our bliss would stay, and I wanted to stretch the moment out for as long as possible.

His lips brush my neck as he murmurs against my skin, digging my head farther into my pillow to wallow in the feeling.

“Morning, babe.”

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