Page 11 of Ruthless Love

I haven't seenthis twinkle in his eye in years. Have longed for it, and have come so close to asking him where it went, but I never had the guts. I didn't want to admit that we were missing something. Not only was his twinkle gone, but so was my spark. I didn't know how to get it back, and now I'm realizing he didn't either.

My eyes travel up and down his body as he takes his clothes off. I'm naked, so I definitely want to make sure I'm not the only one. He's bulked up. I could see that with his uniform on. Without it, he's bigger than I expected. His hair is longer than it's been since we were in high school, and his beard has grown in fully. He's the epitome of a hot cop, standing before me, and I don't know what to do with myself.

"Like what you see?" He grins, his big hand moving down to his cock, and teasing it with his palm.

"Yeah, I love what I'm seeing. Has it gotten bigger?" I whisper.

He throws his head back, laughing. "No, it hasn't gotten bigger, but I've leaned out, and it's been months since I saw you. My body is reacting exactly how I thought it would."

I lean back on my elbows and spread my legs for him. "My body is waiting on yours, so could you come over?" I wink.

He goes down on a knee before dropping his hands down on either side of my shoulders. Our eyes meet, his dark ones boring into mine. He gives me a grin before he shifts his head down, blows on my nipple, and then flattens his tongue against it.

My pussy tightens, and I move my fingers to his hair, digging my nails along his scalp. "Cain, fuck yes..."

Making a noise in the back of his throat, he smashes his mouth to my tight nub and kisses it like he did my mouth. He pulls back, blowing on the hard tip, before circling his lips around it again, sucking hard, and then nipping with his teeth.

Spreading my legs further, I let him settle between them, and try to rub against his cock.

"Are you needy?" He asks, after he lets my nipple go.

"Yes." I throw my head back. "I've been without you as long as you've been without me. Sex itself was never the issue with us. It's what both of us wanted that was the problem. Neither of us wanted to tell the other what was needed."

"Right." He dives into my neck, speaking against my ear. "But today? I'm gonna do all the shit I've imagined."

"Please..." I beg, grabbing onto his wrists, trying to rock against the cock that's sitting between us.

"Is this what you want?" He asks, reaching down and gripping the base, and then moving the head back and forth over my clit.

It sends shockwaves through my body and down to my toes. "Yes, this is what I want." I rake my fingernails down his chest, all the way to his waist, before circling my arms around him. "Slide inside me, Cain. I don't want to wait anymore."

"Fuck me," he grunts.

Lifting his hips, he tilts so that he's pressing between my lips, and sliding right into my pussy. It's a slow slide, because it'sbeen so long for us, but it's enough to quench this thirst I've had for so long. Once he's seated, he holds still for a second. "Are you good?"

"Yes," I answer. "Now you can rail me if that's what you want."

He grins, a chuckle escaping from his throat. Reaching up, he grips my hair and yanks. Hard. "Don't forget, it's your soon-to-be-ex-husband fucking you. Even though you told me when you left, I'd never get that chance again. Remember that, Ris? How's this feel?"

Like he's pressing against the back of my fucking throat. I can feel it all the way up there. It should be criminal the way he moves his hips. I reach back, grabbing the covers with my fingers, hanging on as he thrusts so hard I move along the blankets.

Closing my eyes, it's as if I disassociate, letting my body take over. I don't allow my thoughts to get in the way of my pleasure. That's been a problem for at least the last year of our marriage. I would lay down beneath him and let my brain go. It would run wild, and I wouldn't allow myself to enjoy what was being done to me. That stops today.

He's pressing into me so hard, I slip up and down. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I hook my feet at his ass, and hold on for dear life.

Reaching down, he grabs hold of my chin. "You never told me how this feels, Ris. Use your words, beautiful."

"Like everything I've been missing. Your cock feels like it's hitting the back of my throat."

He grunts, tapping my thigh. "Let go."

I release him from the circle of my legs, and he goes back on his knees before grabbing me around the waist and flipping me over. I'm on all fours, my ass up in the air, my legs spread apart for him. I reach my arms out in front of me, grabbing theblankets in between my fingers, and hold on. Glancing back at him, I lick my lips. "You gonna dick me down good, Cain?"

He smacks my ass hard, causing me to jerk and my pussy to flood. This man never did this before, and it was everything I wanted. I just didn't know how to ask for it. "Damn right I am. Hang on."

I do as he says, holding on as he thrusts inside, pulls out, and goes back in. Dropping my head down, I try to handle the feelings he evokes with the invasion of his body into mine. "Cain, please don't stop."

He reaches forward, grabbing my hair with his hand, yanking back. "Couldn't if I wanted to," he pants roughly.

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