Page 96 of The Passion

“Yes.” I pull away from him for one moment and then grasp his shirt in my hands, crashing our lips together, our tongues entangled, and our breaths become one in that moment as I show him I want more.

The crazy sex, the arguing with each other, simple meals together, the cuddles for no reason, the igniting of my soul and the softness of the quiet moments.

I want it all!

“Fuck.” He moans into my mouth at both my answer and the way my body is responding to him. Our mouths are becoming more demanding, and the sweetness of where we started is gone.

Pushing off him and taking his hand, I pull him toward his bedroom. I feel like I want to run, I can’t get there quick enough. It’s not what I pictured tonight ending like, but I can’t stop the urgency thrumming through my body right now.

Hearing Sassy meowing and starting to chase us down the hallway, I push the door closed behind us. This is my moment, and I don’t want to be worrying about defending Flynn from her claws.

I only stop when I get to the end of the bed, where Flynn’s back is to the mattress and it’s pressing on the backs of his legs. Not wasting any time, my hands are on his chest and pushing his shirt up over his head. It’s almost like his skin is burning up at my touch as I drag my nails down over every ridge of his abs. His chest is rising and falling so deeply I know I’m affecting him, and it takes all his strength to stand there and let me do what I want to him. He hasn’t said a word, and it’s almost like he can read my mind that I need this.

Stripping his pants and boxers down his legs to the floor, I take a step back to admire him standing there like a GQ model. So strong, confident, and domineering the way his eyes are locked on me. But still his hands are hanging by his sides, although fists clenched tightly to restrain from reaching out.

Part of me wants to slow this down, but I can’t.

It feels so erotic and wicked that he is letting me use him like this, and just like I said before, I want it, I want it all!

Still in my clothes from the office, I unbutton the top of my black crepe trousers, and the moment the zipper is undone, they slip down my skin to a puddle at my feet.

A low rumble comes from Flynn as I lift the dark green silk shirt off over my head and reveal my body, standing in just ablack silk G-string and bra set that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. But although his eyes are scorching my skin as he looks me up and down, it’s not what I need.

I need his touch.

His lips on my skin, his hands all over me, and to feel him inside me.

As I undo the bra clasps and let it fall from my breasts to join my clothes on the ground, I can see his pupils darken even more, and he bites down on his bottom lip. My inner sexual being rises to the surface because I know I’m safe here. I can be who I want to in this room with Flynn and there be no judgment.

Hooking my thumbs into the sides of my G-string and starting to push it over my hips, I watch his cock start dripping his arousal that he can’t hold back. The tip is purple, and the veins are prominent on his very inviting hard cock, that almost looks painful with how turned on he is.

Still not saying a word, his eyes bore into me, following my body as I step to the side of him and crawl onto his bed. My naked ass in the air and my tits hanging and swaying, I arch my back like a cat, wiggling my hips and moving until my head is level with his pillows.

Turning to look over my shoulder, I can see him doing the same over his shoulder and his restraint is about to break. He turns to face me, and as I lower myself and roll onto my back, he already has one knee on the bed. But he stops to await my instructions.

I drop my knees to the mattress and open my legs wide, my body now spread for him to take it all in.

“You want this every night in your bed?” Reaching down, I run my finger up through my wet folds. A tortured sound comes from his lips as he grasps his cock tight, trying to stop himself from coming on the spot.

“Abso… fucking… lutely,” he draws out as he starts to move onto the bed with me.

“Then seal the deal and show me what that life will be like for me.” Now it’s me who is barely holding on the closer he gets to touching me.

“I take my responsibilities very seriously, princess. I plan to worship your body every day in so many different ways.” Lifting my right leg, he kisses up the inside of my calf and behind my knee as he places it on his shoulder. “I’ll be here to stimulate your mind.” The left leg is now being kissed just the same, and my body is tingling all over as he lowers his face to just above my sex. “Arouse your body.” He kisses the inside of my thigh so close but not close enough to where I really want him. “And soothe your soul.”

There are so many words in my head I want to reply, but everything disappears the moment he swipes his tongue from the bottom to the top of my pussy and pushes hard on the top of my clit as he guides my legs flat to the bed.

“And fuck you senseless until nothing exists except you and me, here together, happy.”

He says his last words that have me clenching my legs around his head as he starts to devour me with his mouth.

“Oh God!” I scream out as he is relentless with his tongue and now his fingers too.

My first orgasm was so close to the surface that it is already surging through me, but it’s not enough for Flynn, and he does not pull away. Looking down at him, his eyes sparkle up at me like he is in heaven, his arm across my body, holding me down so there is nothing I can do but feel every sensation. I can’t run from this, and he knows exactly what I want.

He’s not treating me like I’m fragile and made of glass because my world is a shit place to be. Instead, he takesthe power I am craving and gives me everything my body is demanding from him.

“Flynn, I can’t…” Screaming his name like an orgasm-crazed woman does nothing to stop him. He knows I don’t want him to give in to me. I want to be pushed to the edge over and over until I can’t breathe.

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