Page 25 of Fate

Three years ago, I was lean and fit. Since losing the only woman I ever loved, I spend all of my time at work and in the gym. I’ve put on a solid thirty pounds of muscle and taken off any additional fat I used tohave.

“Being lost and alone changes a man,” I say, wishing I hadn’t when she winces and looksaway.

Before she can let the shit of our past creep in, I wrap my hand around her neck and use my thumb and forefinger to tilt her face back to mine. Without saying a word, I kiss her, putting everything I am into the kiss. The loss of us, the waste of time not spent together, years of longing, lust mixed with intense amounts of need. I don’t let her pull away. Instead, I hold on. Sucking her tongue, nibbling on her lips, my desire taking the driver’s seat in the heat of the moment. No way am I going to let her doubt and fear sneak their way into this homecoming.

Eventually, we both pull away, needing air. I take that time to shove off my jeans, kicking off my sneakers and toeing off my socks.

Her caramel eyes look like melted dark chocolate in the moonlight. She stands there, her chest lifting evenly with each breath. It’s as if she’s centering herself, calming the vivid swirl of emotions centering around both ofus.

I go to lift her shirt by the hem, skimming her luscious hips, when she places her hands over mine, stopping me. I can only see her bottom half, but it’s close to what I remember. Leaner now, a little less curve, more toned. Looks like someone else has been working her body while being alone aswell.

Seeing the golden strip of hair at the apex of her thighs makes my mouth water. Again, I pull at her shirt, lifting it to just her waist when both of her hands stop me and her entire body goes rigid.

“No. Leave it.” The words leave her lips on a whisper.

“I want to see you bare, honey.” I push my cock against her belly, and she whimpers.

“P-Please leave it…” Her broken tone catches my attention.

I focus on her face, the moonlight glinting off the wetness in her eyes. I lift my hands and cup her face and her beautiful smooth cheek and neck. For a few moments I just stare at her, wanting her to see what Isee.

But when a single tear slips down her cheek, and then another, followed by her plea, “Please…” I lose the battle.

I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. Her face plummets into my neck, her arms around my shoulders. I run my hands down her back to her bare ass. With slow movements, I pet the rounded globes I so adore. She was right. I can feel the slight pebbling of the skin, but it doesn’t deter me one bit. Dipping my body lower, I lift her by the cheeks and hike her up. Instantly, she wraps her long legs around my waist.

Carefully, I lower a knee to the bed and bring her down to her back, hovering between her parted thighs. I brace my weight with my hands on either side of her head and focus on her gaze. The shimmer in her eyes coats the love, fear, anxiety, and the heaping dose of want she can’thide.

She’s scared of what I’ll see of her body, and the last thing I want to do is put her in a position to fearme.

“If you want the shirt on, it stays on. I can work around it. There’s a whole lot more of you I want to get reacquainted with.” I kiss her neck and she sighs. Enoughsaid.

I run my hands over both of her breasts, pushing down the cups of her bra through the shirt. It’s tricky, but where there’s a will, there’s a way. The nipples I want so badly to wrap my lips around poke behind the surface of her gauzy shirt. I wrap my mouth around her right breast through the material, soaking it with my saliva.

Her upper body arches as she moans and grips my hair. I nibble on the peak through her shirt, making sure to bite down hard enough to excite, not hurt. Kat’s legs rub up and down my sides, her pussy getting wetter by the second.

When I can smell the musk of her arousal wafting up between our bodies, I thrust my cock against the slickness.

“Oh God. So good,” she murmurs, moving her head from side to side as I make my way down her body, both of my hands tweaking her perky nipples.

Every nuance of her body hits me like a blanket of desire. When I reach her upper thighs, my own limbs are trembling. I want so badly to split her legs open wide and power drive straight into the heart of her…but I won’t. Not until I’ve tasted every inch she will allow. My drunken brain reminds me this could all end tomorrow. She could regret what we’ve done, push me away. I need to make her see and feel things… Give her what no other man can. Me. All ofme.

My dick feels like it’s going to explode as I move down her body, feeling only the cool cotton bedsheets until I encounter the edge of the bed. In a calculated move, I kneel, grab my girl’s ankles, and tug her down until all I see is pink, wet, juicy pussy.

Her scent assaults me, forcing an animalistic growl past mylips.

“Carson…”

She gasps when I hold both of her thighs wide open, spreading her before me in a graphic display of her womanhood and my own control over mymate.

“Jesus Christ, I missed you,” I tell her pretty cunt before licking from slit toclit.

Her hands fly to my hair, but I don’t—no, won’t—allow her to control this moment. This is all about me reconnecting with what’s fucking mine. To what will always be mine, if I have anything to say about it. I grasp both of her hands and force them flat against the inside of her thighs, giving me the ability to control her hands and also hold her legs wide open to my desire.

My dick punches against the bed as I lick and suck her tasty pussy. Copious amounts of precum drip from the tip of my dick, and I don’t care as I rub it against her girly sheets. I’ll leave my mark theretoo.

I swallow down her arousal as she rides my face, her hips thrusting wildly, reaching for the effervescent goal. The beauty of my girl is she is multi-orgasmic. In the past, I’ve clocked her at ten orgasms in a night. If I weren’t hurting to get inside her heat, I’d go for surpassing that record.

I flatten my tongue and rub it all around the hard kernel of her clit. She’s howling like a wild banshee, completely lost to her pleasure.

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