Page 64 of Back In the Shadows

“My girl likes that.” I pressed my lips to the curve of her neck and across her collarbone. I traced down her side, then slid my hand beneath her shirt, my knuckles skimming her bare skin. She arched into me as I brushed her hard nipple through her lace bra.

“You’re playing dirty.” Her voice was breathy with desire.

I chuckled, my fingers tracing circles around her sensitive peak. “I’m just making up for lost time.”

Her body trembled beneath my touch as I treasured every second of the moment, knowing soon the world would intrude once more. For now, though, it was just the two of us.

Slowly, I lowered my hand, trailing it down her stomach until I reached the waistband of her pants. She gasped as I slipped my fingers beneath the material and felt the heat of her skin against mine. My dick strained against my jeans, begging to be released as I explored her soft curves, then my fingertips brushed against her wet pussy.

Her breath hitched as I gently massaged her slick opening. She moaned softly and arched into me again, desire plainly written on her face. Her eyes were dark with passion, reflecting her longing. It was all I needed to spur me onward—to push further, to make her forget everything that had happened in the last week … to forget him.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and gently tugged them over the curve of her ass and slowly over her hips, careful not to hurt her. The wound from the knife in her thigh was healing nicely, but I took time to pepper soft kisses on each bruise and cut, my chest tightening as I mentally noted how many times she was hurt. Death stirred inside my mind, and Iunderstood that he was also taking note in order to inflict pain on the men who did this to her.

“Be a good girl and part your legs.”

Once she did, I nipped at her creamy thigh, her scent nearly driving me over the edge. Placing a soft kiss through the material of her thong, I moaned against her.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby.” I cupped her ass cheeks as I ran my tongue over her pussy, teasing her.

She grabbed the short strands of my hair as I helped her step out of her pants and then her underwear. Ella leaned against the wall for support as I lifted one leg and placed it over my shoulder, allowing me the access I wanted while I spread her apart.

She cried out, her hips bucking, pushing herself closer to me. “Oh god, yes,” she breathed, her voice filled with need.

I couldn’t resist the scent of her, savoring every inch of her soft skin and exploring the tender folds of her pussy. I flicked my tongue over her clit, feeling it harden under my touch. Her taste was intoxicating, and I lost myself in it.

Her hold dug into my shoulders as I continued my exploration, teasing her with languid licks and nibbles. Her moans filled the room while she trembled beneath me, and I knew that she was close to release.

I slid two fingers inside her wetness, feeling how tightly she gripped me. I curled my fingers, stroking that sweet spot inside her, eliciting a loud gasp from her. Her hips began to move, matching my rhythm as I finger-fucked her in earnest.

“That’s it,” I whispered against her skin, “be my good girl and come for me.”

She cried out again, her body arching as she climaxed. The feel of her muscles clenching around me made my desire all the more intense.

I slowly retracted my fingers from her slick pussy and raised them to my mouth. She watched me hungrily, desire still shining in her gaze.

I hesitated for a moment and allowed her time to catch her breath. Her eyes never left mine as I stood, leaned in, and claimed her lips with a searing kiss. She moaned as she tasted her arousal on my tongue.

As our kiss deepened, I reached up to undo the buttons on her shirt. Her skin was warm and smooth beneath my fingertips.

Ella’s lips tasted like mint and her breath came in quick gasps as we continued. I reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, releasing her full, perky breasts into my waiting hands. Her rosy nipples hardened with my touch. My lips trailed down her chest, tasting the light sheen of sweat on her skin. When I took one nipple into my mouth, she sighed and tangled her fingers in my hair.

She released a low moan as I sucked, my other hand trailing down her body to her wet pussy.

“That’s my good girl, Ella. So wet for me.”

An emotional charge connected us, her eyes locked on to mine as I reached down to unzip my pants and step out of them. My cock bobbed free, grateful it was no longer restrained. Seconds later, I’d removed my shirt and tossed it on the floor.

I led her to the bed, and she lowered herself, then scooted up the mattress and parted her thighs for me, anticipation and arousal dancing across her face.

I crawled on top of her, ready to feel her tight pussy around me.

A moan escaped me as she wrapped her fingers around my thick cock.

“I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered, the emotion clinging to her words as I lowered myself over her.

“You too, baby.” I rubbed the tip of my dick over her wet slit and coated it with her juices. “You feel so damn good.” I lined my cock at her entrance and slipped the tip inside her. Her eyelids closed as her lips parted. I shifted my hips and allowed myself to enter her a little at a time, drawing out her pleasure. “You’re so beautiful.”

Her fingernails dug into my ass cheeks, pulling me closer as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I leaned down and licked her bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan. Our bodies moved in perfect sync, her back arching as she met my thrusts with eagerness. Her heavy-lidded eyes were filled with desire and her skin was flushed. Ella’s moans grew louder and more urgent, encouraging me to continue.

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