Page 83 of Rage

“It’s been weeks, Thea. I’m not going to take it slow. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’ll be begging me to stop. I’m going to fucking break you.”

Her mouth parted with a soft gasp. “I’m already broken. Put me back together again.”

“Safe word,” I demanded, my grip on her head still firm. She didn’t seem to mind, a grin spreading across her face. We werecoming back to our element, the place that made our connection stronger. Deep down, this is who we were, and God did I fucking miss it.

“Flower.”

My free hand found her face, and I patted her cheek. “Good girl,” I said, my voice low and hoarse. I didn’t want to hide the need I had to be inside her any longer. “Now, get on your knees and suck Daddy’s cock.”

She dropped before I could even push her down, opening her mouth to take me in. Her lips wrapped around the tip and she swirled her tongue around the slit. She was so warm and inviting, and arousal pumped through me as she teased me.

“God damn. I’ve fucking missed your mouth.”

She moaned, the approval of my words hitting her straight in the gut, I was sure of it. Thea always did love the praise that came with the cruel way I handled her.

There was no one better at taking what I had to give than her. My little vixen, my sweet, sweet oasis that helped tame the darkness that sparked within me. But it wasn’t just our good sex that had me crazy for her.

I was fucked up in the head ever since we came home from war, and Thea helped contain the monster inside me. She helped remind me there was good in this world.

Thea took me in deeper, coughing as she did.

“Open, sweetheart.” I grunted as she took my order. “That’s it, fuck, I’m gonna blow already.”

She looked up at me, long lashes fluttering as she gripped me at the base and sucked me in, pumping me with eagerness.

I released her head and stepped back. “On your feet.”

She stood, yelping, when I pushed her back against the bench under the showerhead. I dropped to my knees, ready to see just how wet my dirty girl was.

Her knees parted, welcoming me home. My nose nuzzled against the inside of her thigh, and I inhaled her sweet scent. Thea’s arousal was a smell I wanted bottled, always at my dispense. I’d never get enough of her.

I slipped my finger through her arousal, my cock twitching with eager approval. “Soaked for me, you filthy little girl.”

Another whimper escaped her lips. She reached down, gripping the wrist of the hand that was teasing her with slow strokes. “Please, Calder. I need you.”

“Not as bad as I need you.”

“Worse. Worse than you need me.”

Damn, I loved when she begged. There was no better sight than this. Nothing was more perfect than the woman I loved standing before me like an open buffet, her wet body eager to have me.

I wanted to bend her over and choke her while I fucked her, but I couldn’t. I had to warm her up to take me first.

“Do you remember when we went to Michigan, and I fucked you outside in the hot springs?” I asked.

“Yes,” she moaned, her body stretching around me when I slipped a finger inside her tight entrance. She arched her back, impatiently waiting for me to find that sweet spot inside her that drove her wild.

I hit it and was rewarded with a loud cry. “Yes. I remember.”

“I’m taking you back. Gonna claim your tight ass there while Hendrix slides inside your sweet pussy.”

“Oh,” she cried out again as I stroked that same spot. She clenched around me. “Calder. It’s happening already.”

“You missed me,” I said. “Your body missed mine.”

“Yes, baby. Yes, I did.”

She didn’t need to beg anymore. I dropped my head, pressing a kiss to her clit. Her moan went right through me, sending fire straight to my core. I loved the sounds she made when I fuckedher, and I couldn’t wait to hear her screaming my name in bed when we were finished in here.

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