Page 102 of Safe With Me

He hauled me to him, taking my mouth in a scorching, soul-searing kiss as he backed me against the wall. We pawed at each other, tongues tangling and teeth scraping as neither of us could get close enough.

Lust replaced all the adrenaline pumping through my veins as he pressed into me, his erection hard and heavy against my core.

“Take me upstairs,” I said, my voice a breathy whisper when we broke apart.

“My landlord isn’t home tonight.” He nodded to the front door of the downstairs apartment as he hooked my leg over his hip and popped the button of my shorts.

“Always so wet,” he said, whimpering as his head dropped to my shoulder. “I missed you so much already.”

His mouth crashed into mine. The thought of how close I’d come to leaving, combined with the perfect circles he was tracing over my clit, had me crazy enough with need to almost forget the shitty situation we were in—or who could be watching through the window.

I’d missed him too, even though it had only been hours. But I also missed who we were before I’d almost let us be torn apart.

I moaned when his tongue slid against mine as he made long strokes inside my mouth, tasting me over and over as if he was making sure I was really there.

“Let me take you here. Please, sweetheart.”

His words came out like a guttural plea, matching the desperation spinning in my head.

I nodded, fisting the back of his T-shirt as he lifted me up, pulling my shorts a few inches past my hips before he entered me with one hard thrust.

The new angle made me gasp, reaching that spot deep inside that already had me halfway to the edge. He snaked his arm around my waist as his other hand went to my hair, grasping a fistful as he pulled my head back and crushed his lips against mine.

“You’re mine. You can’t leave,” he grunted out, pressing his hand into the wall above me. “God, I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” I said, gasping as he went deeper and harder, the wall thumping behind me with every thrust.

“No one is taking you away from me. Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled into my neck. “That’s it, baby. Make a mess all over my cock.”

I slumped against him, my knees almost giving out before my leg started to tremble.

“I love being inside you,” he whispered into my neck. “And fucking you against the wall. Look at that leg shake.” His hand traveled up my thigh before he dug his fingers into my ass. “You’re going to come hard for me, aren’t you, baby?”

I opened my mouth to reply but could only moan when he pressed his thumb against my clit.

“Then I’m taking you upstairs and eating that sweet pussy long enough for the whole block to hear you scream. Fuck them, sweetheart. They can’t have this.”

“No, they can’t.”

Mike groaned in my ear, going in even harder before my release barreled over me. I bit into his shoulder as he pulsed inside me, his chest heaving against mine as he muttered dirty words of love and praise while his breathing slowed.

“That may leave a mark,” he said as he set me down, lifting my shorts back on my waist as his body shuddered against me. “And I really hope it does.”

“We may have to stay down here since I can’t feel my legs,” I half joked as I pressed my hand against the wall to steady myself, my knees knocking together as the blood flow came back to my limbs.

“That makes two of us.”

Mike wrapped his arms around me, our chests rising and falling together as my pulse slowed.

“Stay with me.”

It was both a command and a plea—and could’ve meant tonight or forever. I didn’t ask him to clarify since my answer was the same.

“Absolutely yes.”

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MIKE

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