Page 35 of Everything I Desire

“This is what I want. You are who I want.” His mouth crashes into mine.

Without his lips leaving mine, he pulls out of the truck, wraps his arms around my ass and carries meto my front door before setting me down. I fumble with my keys as his hands roam my body.

He places his hand over mine, the contact making me shiver already. We unlock the door together, and he closes it behind him.

Before I can move from the door, Porter is pulling me towards the kitchen, backing me up against the island. I brace myself by holding onto his biceps wrapped in that tight black henley. That anticipation from earlier is back in full force.

His hand slides up my thigh under my dress as he whispers, “I’ve been thinking about doing this since you walked down those stairs tonight.”

He traces a line with the pad of his thumb down my collarbone, and replaces his touch with kisses.

“I missed you so much,” I confess. “I hate when you ignore me. I wanted to march right over there and knock some sense into you.”

“I know, baby, I’m so sorry. It was just as hard on me to stay away.” He trails kisses back up my neck.

I run my hands up underneath his shirt and over the muscles that are etched into his chest. I let out a moan as he runs his hand up my thigh, bringing my dress up too. His eye catches on the tattoo that has been hidden under my long sleeves.

"You got it?" he whispers so quietly I almost question if he even spoke.

"Of course I did." He gently rubs his thumb over the ink.

He drops my arm, and lifts his tee over his head. There on his chest, right over his heart, is the same tattoo. "I needed the memories too."

I trace the lines of his tattoo on his muscular chest. A smile graces my lips. "I'm so ready for you Porter."

I lean down to pull his pants to the floor, kneeling in front of him. I take his cock in my hand, and wrap my lips around him. When I suck him further into my mouth his hands grasp the edge of my counter to hold himself up. I run my tongue along the underside of his cock, putting pressure on his tip. He pulls me back up his body, my lips leaving with a popping sound off his cock.

"I'm not going to last very long if you don't stop." He runs his hands down my sides, gripping my ass in his hands, “Mmm, thinking of you with no underwear on the whole way over here, I’m so ready for you too.”

I slide my hands down his abs, and the unmistakable sound of a zipper seems to fill the space. I shiver at just the thought of having Porter again.

“Porter, please. I need you inside me now.”

I feel his cock pressing into me, “Anything for you, baby,” he says before spinning me around and pushing fully inside me.

His hands grip my hips as he takes a punishing pace, slamming into me. Each stroke feeling better than the last.

“Baby, this is everything I’ve dreamed of. You are everything I’ve dreamed of.” He trails kisses down my back.

I grip each side of the counter with white knuckles. “Porter. So. Close. Please.”

He reaches around, rubbing my clit with his rough calloused fingers.

“Oh god, Porter!” I shout out right before pulsing around his cock, as he comes with me.

He slides out of me and carries me over to the couch where we both collapse in a tangle of limbs.

After a few minutes of him quietly holding me on the couch, he whispers, “So what do we do now?”

The look of vulnerability in his eyes is nearly my undoing. “We don’t need to figure it out tonight, Porter. But we can always dothatagain.” I wink.

“Is that so, Ms. Harper?” He pulls me tighter to him, then I’m off the couch and over his shoulder for a second time tonight.

“Porter! I can walk, you know!” I scream out as he pauses at the top of the stairs.

I wiggle in his arms and he just holds tighter, he pauses at the top of the steps. “Ugh. The second room on the left.”

He takes off to where I tell him to go before throwing me on the bed and turning on every possible light in the room.

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