Page 137 of Only With You

I tease her and squeeze her hip, urging her to sink down, and she does. We both gasp involuntarily. She clenches around my crown. I can’t even begin to imagine how good she’ll feel once I’m completely inside of her.

“You’re doing so well. Keep going. I know you can take it all.” I praise her and let go of her hip to reach for her breast and cup it. It’s large, heavy, and round. It overflows on my palm, and when I squeeze it, she goes down another inch.

Still holding her breast, I graze the pad of my thumb against her nipple and guide her closer to me until I’m at her neck. She moves her hair before I ask her.

I nip the skin where her pulse thunders. My mouth latches to her neck and I suck on it while she sinks further down. I bite down, and she digs her fingernails deep on my shoulders, holding me down with a hiss as her walls contract around me.

“Fuck, Julianna,” I rasp against her hot skin and pinch and pull her nipple hard. “You’re so tight.”

Another inch, she sinks down and her eyes flutter, and she blows what has to be the sexiest and most frustrated breath. “I hate you.”

“I don’t and I don’t think I ever will,” I honestly say and that gets her to look at me. Like she’s waiting for something else. I’m not sure what she expects, but I’m not going to take it back.

“Well.” She sucks in a breath, face setting with determination and an undeniable heat. “I’m going to need you to hate me today. I want you to fuck me like you hate me. I need that. I need it really badly, Landon,” she urges, desperation lacing her voice and her gaze.

That seals it for me, because what she wants, she gets.

I grip her chin. “Remember you asked for it.”

Her eyes become molten, matching mine.

The energy between us charges until it becomes too hot and the pressure from years of animosity ruptures. Grabbing her hips, she nods, and then I forcefully make her take all of me.

She gasps loudly, but halfway through, it gets caught. The sound of it echoes in my ear and sends a chill down my spine. She holds on to me firmly, her breasts pressed against my chest, and her breaths are laboured and harsh.

“Fuck…fuck…” she stutters, almost out of breath as her face contorts in pain.

She’s wound up so tight, I let her breathe for a minute, and I also take a moment to think of anything but the thought of coming, becauseholy shit.She’s hot and clenching around me. And she’s so goddam wet. I swear it makes me dizzy from how good this feels.

“Fuck is right,” I grunt, my jaw flexing as she slowly moves.

My hands slip and I cup her arse to ground her, because I need a moment to bask it in. To bask her in because this is unreal. She’s unreal.

Fuckis right, because nothing will ever be the same.

That sends an odd wave to my chest, but I shake it off.

“You’re doing perfect, Love,” I praise and that softens the expression on her face. “But I know you want it harder, don’t you?”

She bites her lip, nodding.

After a beat, she sits up and briefly, I eye the hickeys on both sides of her neck. She’ll probably be pissed, but it’ll be worth it.

“Good, now lean back for me. I want to see all of you. I want to see the way your soaking wet cunt takes my cock.”

And she does just that, she rests her arms behind her, bracing her palms on my thighs, and I splay my palms on hers.

Slowly, she rocks her hips, pulling my thoughts and gaze to where we’re connected. My dick slides in and out of her, and soft, slick noises take over the room along with her pants.

I grip her thighs, completely transfixed on how she takes all of me. How my dick is drenched in her arousal and how her swollen clit pulses and begs to be touched. I slide my hand to it and she jolts when I pinch it. She whimpers, and when I do it again, she chokes on a sob.

“Like that,” she begs.

I flick it hard and she jumps and her breasts bounce.

“Oh.” She screws her eyes shut and rocks and rolls her hips faster. “Again, please.”

I do it again and her moans turn into cries, and then she convulses against my cock. She writhes against me, her nails digging into my thighs. “Landon, ahhhh! I can’t—I can’t—please—” Her jaw drops as a high-pitched squeal leaves her parted mouth. She comes harder than before and thrashes, urging me to stop, but I do it again and watch her clit swell more.

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