Page 9 of Dare to Love

“Fuck, Lilian,” I rasped, staring at her, bare and perfect and spread open for me.

She reached for me, tugging at my shirt. I stripped it off quickly, baring my chest to her roaming hands. When she pressed her palm to my heart, feeling how wildly it was beating for her, I damn near lost it.

I kissed her again, slower this time, drinking her in, letting her feel every ounce of the need pounding through me. One hand slid down between us, finding her soaked and ready.

“You’re so wet for me,” I groaned against her mouth.

“Only for you,” she whispered, bucking her hips into my hand.

I slid one finger inside her, then two, curling them to find the spot that made her gasp and cling to me. I pumped them slowly at first, savoring the way she clenched around me, the way she begged for more with every desperate whimper.

“Reid, please,” she sobbed against my neck. “I need you.”

“You have me,” I growled, reaching blindly for my jeans, shoving them down just enough to free my cock. I fumbled for my wallet, yanking out the condom I’d stashed there out of pure habit. I tore the wrapper with my teeth, rolling it on with shaking hands.

When I pressed the thick head of my cock against her entrance, we both groaned at the contact.

“Look at me,” I demanded.

She forced her eyes open, locking onto mine.

I pushed in slowly, inch by inch, enjoying each and every agonizing second as she stretched around me. She gasped, her nails digging into my biceps, her whole body tensing before melting into mine.

“Fuck, Lilian,” I hissed. “You’re so damn tight.”

I gave her a second to adjust, then pulled back and drove into her again, harder. She cried out, her legs tightening around my waist, pulling me deeper.

“More,” she begged.

I gave her more.

I set a brutal rhythm, pounding into her with every ounce of pent-up hunger I’d been suppressing for too long. The car rocked with every thrust, the windows fogging up, the air filled with the sounds of our bodies slamming together, the desperate cries falling from her lips, the guttural curses ripping from mine.

“You’re mine,” I growled against her neck. “Say it.”

“Yours,” she gasped, her nails raking down my back. “I’m yours, Reid.”

I shifted, hooking her leg higher over my hip, driving into her even deeper, until her cries turned into helpless sobs of pleasure.

“Come for me,” I commanded, slamming into her one more time.

She shattered around me with a scream, her pussy clenching so tight around me that it dragged my own release out of me.I buried my face in her neck as I came, emptying myself into the condom, feeling like I was losing pieces of myself with every pulse.

I stayed buried inside her for a long moment, our bodies shaking, our hearts hammering in sync.

When I finally pulled back to look at her, Lilian was watching me with wide, dazed eyes, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed.

“Holy shit,” she whispered.

I couldn’t help but laugh, low and rough.

“Yeah,” I rasped, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Holy shit.”

I kissed her again, slower this time, taking a moment to commit the way she tastes and the way her body was still trembling underneath mine to the back of my mind.

This wasn’t pretend anymore.

It never had been.

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