Page 24 of Say It's Forever

“I’m fucking your pretty little virgin pussy, Snow. Not you.” I pump faster.

“You have a filthy mouth.”

“And you fucking love it.” She nods her head in agreement, but I wasn’t asking. “You’ll always love what I do to your body, Snow, but know that when my hands and mouth are on you, I’m the one in control.”

“Yes,” she moans in agreement.

“All you have to do is feel.” I lean down and suck her swollen clit, which is begging for attention, into my mouth. I feel her pussy start to flutter around my fingers, and I know she’s close.

My cock never went down, not ever after coming all over myself like a teenage boy seeing a Playboy for the first time. I suck hard on her clit, flicking my tongue back and forth. My fingers never relent, I curve them inside her, hitting the deep spot she needs.

Snow goes off for me. Her whole body tenses. I move, knowing she is lost in pleasure. I pull my fingers out and climb back up her body. My cock going to her tight virgin hole. The head easily slips inside.

Snow's eyes remain closed, engrossed in the pleasure of her orgasm. I grit my teeth as I thrust inside of her, quickly wanting to mix the pain with pleasure to lighten the impact. She lets out a small gasp. Her hands grip my shoulders. I’m seated as deep as I can get, and remain as still as possible, waiting for her to adjust to me.

The pleasure is all-consuming. It’s taking every single ounce of my self-control not to take her fully. My instincts demand that I move. That I rut into her until she’s screaming my name in pleasure, but I tamp those desires down. The need to not hurt her any more than necessary overrides them.

It’s not long before I feel her relax, her body molding to mine. Her beautiful green eyes pop open to meet mine, reminding me of the first day we met. It seems like a lifetime ago when it’s only been a few days.

“I need you.” Her words come out breathy.

“You have me.” I lean down, taking her mouth in a kiss as I give her exactly what she is asking for. The same way I plan to do for all eternity.

I wish I could say that I will take my time, but the way her pussy is gripping me already has me close to orgasm. Listening to her little moans as I pump in and out of her is not helping. But I need our first orgasm to be together.

I pick up the pace, her legs relaxing and dropping open more to welcome every thrust. It’s not long before she’s matching my movements, our bodies in a rhythm that each other will only ever know.

“That’s it, babe. Move that sweet pussy on my cock.” I angle my thrusts to hit her sweet spot. I can tell she’s close. “You’re gonna come all over my cock, and I’m going to spill my seed deep inside of you.” With that, she throws her head back, closing her eyes as her legs begin to shake, and her pussy clamps down around my cock. “Eyes on me, Snow.”

She follows my command, locking eyes with me as she screams my name before we both go over the edge.

I have never been much of a religious man, but I know I have found my heaven.

16

WINTER

Ilay with my head on Garrett's chest. His fingers drift up and down my back. I never knew life could be this way. It angers me how much Heaven’s Temple kept from us. How much they have taken from all of us that we can’t get back. It wasn’t only the women and girls. They often tossed the young boys out when they got older.

There would always be a reason, but after some conversations with Garrett, I've come to the realization that it was because they didn't want to share wives. All this talk about marriage and having as many children as possible was utterly ridiculous. They were in the business of ripping families apart.

“You all right?”

I tilt my head back to meet Garrett's eyes. “I told you I’m fine.” I smile at him. He has asked me this question more than once. Garrett is so worried he hurt me. The first time he thrust inside me, there was a sharp pain, but it was also accompanied by immense pleasure. Another thing my mother was wrong about. Sex can be good for both partners if the other cares, and my Garrett more than cares.

“Good, but you got tense for a second. You thinking about your sister?”

“Was more just thinking about that whole world. The things they tried to brainwash in my mind. Sometimes, I have to correct my thinking, knowing that the thoughts they ingrained in me are not my own.” I’m lucky because Garrett has been so supportive which has made it easier for me.

“I think you’re coming along faster than you realize.” Garrett brushes a piece of hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. “After we handle this and get your sister back, we’ll find you someone to talk to.”

“Someone to talk to? I like talking to you.” I start to sit up, but Garrett keeps me tucked in close to him.

“You can always talk to me, babe, but you have been through something big. A professional can help you sort through those thoughts.”

“I don’t know.” A small knot forms in my stomach. “When you needed someone to talk to at the compound, you always had to speak to one of the prophets.” I’m not comfortable putting that trust in anyone else besides Garrett at the moment.

“No,” he half-growls. That sound always makes me smile. “This will not be someone shoving any religion on you. This profession requires years of schooling and training specifically for these types of situations. It will be a woman.”

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