Page 52 of Tangled with the Tight End

“Baby, you’re killing me.” I rip the belt from her hand, dropping it to the floor, and raise her leg, impaling her with my dick. Her molten walls cradle my body as she gasps. The sweet inhalation of her breath has me losing control. I almost lost her tonight.

That’s never going to happen.

“You’re mine.” I grasp her thighs, lift her up with her back pressed into the door and fuck her with an intensity that drowns everything out. Sloane and all her drama disappear. Norah saying she didn’t want to see me again, my knee, the possibility of further injury, all of it is forgotten. The only thing remaining is her clinging to me and begging me to go harder. Deeper. Faster.

The world spins around us but all I see is her face. Her flushed cheeks. Her gaping mouth. The pleasure in her eyes. God, I want this forever.

She grasps my face. “You feel so good deep inside of me. I love how full you make me feel.” Her words are mixed with moans as she digs her heels into my ass.

“That’s my good girl. Tell me how good I make you feel.”

“So good.” She rotates her hips and grinds her pelvis into me, ensuring I don’t go far when I lunge backward. “Please, don’t stop. It feels so good. Right there. Just like that.”

“Yes, baby.” My mouth smashes against hers, and our tongues join in our frantic mating as the sounds of our bodies crashing against each other fill the room.

Nothing has ever felt as intense as sex with Norah. It was never this intense. This soul-searing. It was a means to an end. This is–everything.

When I look at her, I see the future. Norah cheering me on in the stands with Gino at her side. Gino and I traveling to Evergreen Lake and teaching him to fish in the summer. Running this crazy restaurant with my brother. Norah’s face flushed with joy as she grows big with my baby in her belly. I want it all. I want what I should’ve had from the beginning if I wouldn’t have been stupid and fucked some random woman at a club.

My thighs sting as I continue to pummel her molten heat. But I’m not stopping. Not until she’s screaming my name and is forever seared into my soul. I need reassurance that when I leave, she won’t forget me. That she’s as impacted by this as I am.

She pulls back and digs her nails into my shoulders. “I’m so close. It feels so fucking good. I don’t want it to ever stop. But….” She shudders, and her pussy quakes around me.

Fuck. My balls tighten as sweat slides down my forehead. “I can’t stop. Not when your pussy is sucking me.”

“God, yes.” She clenches her walls and stares into my eyes as my thrusts become so erratic that it’s like someone else has taken over my body.

“Fuck!” Her glassy eyes widen as her entire body shakes. “Fu-u-u-u-ck!” She gasps, “Come with me, please.”

“Jesus.” I grunt as spasms of semen spurt from my dick, filling her core with my seed. I stiffen and quake as her sex squeezes every drop of cum from my balls. It’s so intense it feels like she’s pulling it from my toes.

When I inhale, her eyes blink open. A condom. Again, I forgot to put on a condom. Only this time, the panic doesn’t overcome me. I caress her hips and rest my forehead against hers. “Are you okay?”

“Okay?” She looks at me incredulously and threads her fingers into my hair. “Okay is such a small word for what I feel.I feel happy, content, satisfied.” She licks her lips. “I feel like the world lit up with light and shone down on me. Just for me. And you put that light there.”

How could I have let this woman walk away from me? I’ll never make that same mistake again.

After disengaging from her sex, I swing her into my arms. “Where’s the bedroom? I’m not even close to being done with you.”

She frowns. “What about Gino?”

“Marco and Eden are watching him tonight.” I grin as her eyes light up with anticipation. “So, you get me all to yourself for tonight.”

“That sounds like heaven.”

twenty-seven

NORAH

When I wakeup the next morning, I groan over the soreness in my muscles and shift my right leg, bumping into something. I bolt upright in bed with my heat thudding erratically in my chest. Gabriel. Oh, my God. I clutch my chest and suck in a ragged breath.

“Seriously?” He opens an eye and arches his eyebrow. “It was that bad that you’re going to run in horror?”

“Stop.” I roll my eyes and snuggle next to him until he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to his warm body. He smells like my soap with a hint of masculine musk that hits my pleasure center with happiness. “You know it wasn’t horrible. Maybe it bordered on atrocious, but not horrible.” I can’t stop the giggle from erupting from my lips.

He growls and flips me onto my back. “You’d better watch your words, or I’ll make you eat them.”

The humor evaporates as I study his face. Bright blue eyes stare down at me, and my stomach flips. I’ve fallen in love with him. It can’t happen that fast, can it? Yes, I understand we’re talking about a long-term, long-distance relationship, but love? I swallow hard over the dryness in my mouth.

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