Page 110 of Down & Dirty

“Don’t tell me this isn’t real. Don't tell me what I'm feeling is fake. ‘Cause nothing in my life haseverfelt more true than us. We're in this now, Sky. You and me. I'm not here for anything but you. We can take it slow for Micah. I'll follow your lead. But I'm not pretending this is for looks anymore. I’m done acting like there’s a single goddamn fake thing about us."

My racing heart surged almost painfully. The devotion in his eyes, the way his voice was strong even as it trembled. Happiness and hesitation bubbled inside me as I tried to believe this was really happening.

He finally showed me what he’d been fidgeting with in his pocket. A matching platinum band.

“I’ve carried this in my pocket since the day I got it,” he hesitated, slipping the ring down halfway before he caught my eye. “I’ve never wanted to wear anything more in my life.”

He slid the ring the rest of the way down his finger, both of us watching as it settled in place. He flexed his hand and the metal caught in the window light. When he reached for the two still carefully perched in my palm, it was like slow motion. My breath held in a frozen moment.

“I want the world to know you’re mine, baby. ‘Cause I sure as hell am yours.”

He slid them onto my finger, first one then the other, snugging them gently in place and bringing my hand to his lips. He kissed the backs of my knuckles, the soft caress running like a live wire down my arm, the current pulsing to my toes. A simple contentment filled through me, pushing out all the other sensations until I was burning up.

“Yours,” he whispered against my skin, his eyes shining with a haze of desire and possession. I couldn’t look away, his expression determined and desperate.For me.

“Mine,” I answered, stepping into his arms as he bent to kiss me. He cupped my cheeks, holding me still while he devoured me. Teeth and tongue and lips clashed, my fingers raking through his hair, taking fistfuls as I clamored to get closer.

We were like two people drowning, clinging to one another, at risk of pulling us both below the surface. But we wanted to go. We needed to. All these months of doubt and hesitation spilled out of us as we stripped each other naked. Clothes fell into a heap at our feet before Cory lifted me, wrapping my legs around him.

“From that first fucking kiss,” he said, his teeth clamping down on my neck. He spun us, the cold wall meeting my back as he ground his hips into me with a groan. “You’ve owned me ever since.”

My heart shook loose the last strands of fear and uncertainty, a trust blooming through me so hard I trembled. Cory paused, pulling back to catch my eye.

“You’re nothing like I thought you were,” I admitted, sweeping my thumb along the hard edge of his jaw, taking in his beautiful face. “You’ve surprised me at every turn, and nothing has ever felt as right as this.”

Cory’s eyes closed, his forehead landing gently on mine. “Baby...”

“I want to do this with you. I want to see how good we can be,” I shifted, sliding myself over the hard ridge of his cock, the friction so good we both shuddered. “I want all of you, Cory.”

His eyes flashed open, pinning me to the wall. “You’ve got me,” he whispered, kissing me hard before his voice came out unsteady, “You’re the only one who ever has.”

As if he could feel the way his words broke me into pieces, he cinched his arms around me tighter, claiming my mouth with a bruising, frantic kiss. Taking my ass in both hands, he ground my pussy against him again, driving the shaft between my folds and skimming my clit with perfect pressure. I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck as he drove me higher.

Every muscle in my belly was pinched and shaking, the feel of his cock sending tingles down my legs. I rotated my hips, seeking the stroke that would push me over, but then he pulled back, robbing me of my climax.

“No,” I whined, writhing in his grasp.

“If you come on my cock like that, gorgeous, I’m going to lose it.” His brow was misted with sweat. “And I have better ideas.”

The glint in his eye was a warning and a promise, and I bit my lip as I stifled another moan. No one had ever learned my body the way Cory had. The study had enthralled him, consuming him for hours as he showed a degree of focus that deserved an award. But every time,I’dbeen the one to receive the prize, wrung out and exhausted, more sated than I knew was possible.

“I’ll let you ride my cock, baby,” he teased, his arrogant smile beaming beneath a devilish stare. “But first you’re going to ride my face.”

The room whirled as he spun and dropped onto the bed. He was on his back, hauling me up his body before I’d found my bearings, and then his mouth was on me. I reared away from him, my head thrown back as my eyes screwed shut.

“Cory!” I gasped, when he sucked my clit between his lips, everynerve tied to that one place knotting tightly. He licked a long line up my slit and I curled forward, catching myself on the headboard.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he mumbled, looking up at me with greedy eyes. “Do you want to come on my tongue, baby?”

I wanted to come any way he’d let me at this point. I reached down for a handful of his hair, tugging him into place so I could ride his mouth like he’d said. Even half-hidden, I could see the smile on his face, his eyes twinkling up at me as I took what he’d promised.

Stars started to swim in my vision, my focus failing as the sensations pushed me closer to the edge. When Cory took one hand off me, I followed where it went. Looking over my shoulder my eyes fixed on the sight of him fisting his cock. He stroked it roughly, his hips peeling up off the mattress as he fucked his own hand.

I lost it. The sight of him pleasuring himself was too hot for me to hold off the wave any longer. A wail broke from my throat as I came, clamoring against the headboard to hold myself upright as the waves drove through me, shaking and breathless, Cory stroking his tongue over my clit to push me further, until I couldn’t take any more.

“Fuck, baby,” he ground out, his hand still working his length in a rush. “I don’t want to come yet.”

I brushed his hair from this forehead, shifting backward until he had to let himself go and I was perched above him, our hips perfectly aligned. I bent over him, kissing a line up his chest as he struggled for air. When I sucked one of his nipples into my mouth, he bucked up off the bed, his arms closing around me.

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