Page 89 of Finding Hope

I’m her slave, and I don’t even mind.

In fact, I love it.

I could be her slave for the rest of my life, and that would be okay with me.

Nibbling up the inside swell of her breast, I drink in the vibrations of her pulse hammering and stuttering. Taking the pebbled nipple into my mouth, I file away every single noise she makes. Every heavy breath. Everystolenbreath.

I count the number of times she stops breathing completely, and I vow to give it back. I vow to replace every missed inhale. I vow togiveher life.

“Jack.” Groaning, she arches up to feed me. Lifting her hips to grind over my cock, she lets out a whimper of frustration.

“Yeah.” I slide my tongue over the metal piercing, like I could ease the pain today, for something she did months or years ago. “Make love to me, Bambie?”

Nodding immediately, she pulls me closer. I can’tseeher nod, but I feel it. My heart flops around in my chest, high on exhilaration. High on her.

Who needs alcohol, when you can have this?

Sick from nerves, I slide my hand along her ribs, over her hips, and shakily across to the button on her shorts. Like a nervous virgin with shaking hands, I push the denim over lacy panties and silky hips.

Hushed breaths and fast hands, we work together to lower her shorts,and as soon as she’s free of them – without shaking hands – she dives into my sweats and fists my painfully full dick.

“Jesus,” I groan. “Bambie.”

Sliding her soft hand along my cock, she nibbles on my earlobe and has me nearing the edge, just from the sounds she makes in my ear. Slipping my hand into her red lace panties, I slide a finger though her wet folds and groan at her hitched breathing.

Synchronized, webothgroan as my thumb slides over the smooth piercing. “Bambie.”

Opening her legs wide, she lifts her hips. “Please, Jack.” Chasing my hand, she pulls me closer. “Please. Don’t tease me. I climbed a damn fence for you.”

Laughing, I slowly insert a single finger. Slowly, so fucking slow, I almost come in my pants. “You’re so tight.”

“Uh-huh. I shrunk back to size after you tore me up that time.”

Snorting, I leisurely finger fuck her. “You trying to ruin the mood? I’m going for sweet and slow here.”

Pivoting her hips, she rides me from the bottom and takes charge of finding her own pleasure. Moaning in my ear, she scrapes her nails along my back and scores my skin.

“I’m just telling you how it is.”

I curl my finger inside her and feel the fractures in my heart when she holds in a startled breath. Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss until she inhales. “Breathe, Bambie. I need you to breathe.”

“That feels so good.”

“Youfeel so good.” I nibble along her jaw, then take her tongue in my mouth. “So fucking good.”

“I want to feel you inside me, Jack.”

Nodding, I probe my tongue to the same rhythm as my finger. “In a minute.”

“Jack.” Hands holding me tighter, she brings me to the edge. “Now.”

“No.” I squeeze my eyes shut and keep working my hand. “In a minute, Bambie. Have some patience.”

Squeezing me from the inside, she growls. “Now.”

Inserting a second finger, I speed up until her hips piston dangerously fast. “In a minute.”

“Now!”

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