Page 91 of Love Not Qualified

So instead of giving in just yet, I kept brushing over her lips with my tip, teasing her and myself, before adding a thumb over her clit.

My attempt to make this last longer flew out the window the moment I touched her sensitive spot. She was already trembling and I knew she was going to come.

I had to be inside her when that happened. I wanted to feel how her walls clenched around me and how her thrilled moans filled the room.

I grabbed the condom I threw on the bed earlier and slid it on me as she rode her orgasm, then pushed inside her when she was halfway done. I grunted at the feeling of her warm walls around me, then took her by the place under her knees and thrust her deeper on my dick.

“Oh my god. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuck,” she screamed, my arms being the only reason she could keep her legs in the air.

The tip of my cock tingled, most likely getting ready to come, and while I knew I should’ve waited for her to finish first, I shoved in and out of her, our pleasure hitting like two magnets.

She sent her hips into mine, her eyes rolling in her head. I was already spilling in the condom when I hooked a hand around her throat, her pussy wetting me and the bed under us. I slowed down the slightest, waiting for her to look at me as she recovered from the orgasm.

“That was…” she whispered, then peeled her eyes open. They were red, tired, and full of arousal, mostly mirroring the desperation in mine.

I came and still, I was ready for more. No—I needed more.

“This isn’t over.” I leaned down, pressing a kiss on her lips, then wiped a drop of sweat from her forehead with my finger.

She blinked. “I might need a second to recover,” Haelyn breathed out with a laugh.

My hands pushed the back of her knees close to her head and I got us up until I was on my knees, my dick still inside her. I started to move slowly, to give her time to adjust again now that she came back from the high.

“Aren’t you going to change the condom?” she said through moans, scratching my chest with her fingers as she bounced on my dick like a good girl.

I got to her ear, biting the lobe of it. “No, I want to fuck you with my cum. I want you to feel what you do to me. I want you to feel how much I want you. I want you by the morning to not remember the name of any other men, but mine,” I gritted, picking up speed.

“Tristan,” she screamed, the sound of our skins slapping on each other echoing in my ear.

“You are mine, Haelyn Ross,” I said, my jaw twitching so hard I thought it was going to snap. I didn’t know what had gotten into me, but I grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to watch me. “Look at us,” I ordered, and she moved her eyes to where our bodies linked. “You are mine. Do you fucking understand?”

Veins pulsed on my head and I suddenly couldn’t understand the possessiveness flooding in my veins. I was fucking desperate and lost at the thought of another man having her the same way I do. Not only the body, but the mind, the banter, and everything that meant us.

She bit her lip, nodding. I almost laughed. She thought I was just talking because I was inside her pussy and I wasn’t serious.

Haelyn couldn’t be more wrong.

“Say it,” I urged, thrusting into her.

“Mhm,” she moaned. “At this moment, I’m yours, Tristan Graves.” Haelyn picked her words carefully, but the confirmation was enough for now, even though it didn’t sit right with me.

We kissed, raw, with teeth and unsaid feelings. We lost ourselves in the process and became one. We moved at the same time, grunted at the same time, and pushed into each other at the same time.

We were both desperate and went over and over, until my knees hurt and my arms started to ache. When she was the loudest, shuddering under me, I reached her ear.

“I’ll never let you go now that I have you,” I whispered, then flipped her over me, ready for round three.

THIRTY-THREE

HAELYN

“Oh my God, Merielle. Are you okay?” I asked, rushing to her the next morning.

When I woke up, I had dozens of missed calls from her. I tried to call her back, but she didn't reply. Luckily, she left a message.

Merielle

St. Paul Hospital. I need you.

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