Page 86 of Redd

“Yes.” Her voice floated out on an exhale, chest spearing high as her shoulders jerked back. “It's all I want, you're all I want.”

Her pussy glistened like a wet diamond, pulsing and throbbing as I slipped two fingers inside. Her tight walls clasped hard, refusing to let me go. Slow and gentle, I pushed my fingers in and out.

Bucking her hips, Bijou threw her head back, letting out a wild moan. “Redd, uh, mm, fuck.” Faster and faster she moved with me. Her juice slicked my hand, dripping down the top of my palm and down my wrist.

I kept watching her, basking in the pleasure that was flowing through her system all because of me. I was doing this, I was giving her the power to feel like a goddess on a pedestal.

Pulling my fingers free with a slurp, I climbed to my feet and unbuttoned my jeans. My cock was painfully hard, begging to be set free.

Ragged breaths escaped her lips as she stared into my eyes. I loved the look she was giving me. All I could see was pure, unfiltered need. Parted lips, hungry eyes, a devilish curl to her mouth; it was heaven.

“Take me.” Savage fingers raked over my chest, tearing at my muscles. “Please, I can't stand waiting anymore, I need to feel you.”

Lowering my lips to her ear, I smiled as I spoke. “Now that's a good girl.”

Digging my fingers into her hips, I held her in place, giving one hard thrust. Burying myself deep inside, I teased her walls over and over. Her heels were pinned behind my knees, ass grinding the counter.

We were wild, succumbing to a ravage hunger that could never be tamed. I would never have my full, I would never get enough to take off that sharp edge. And as I fucked her in my kitchen, listening to her scream and beg for more, pleading for me to go harder and faster; I gave up on the battle of what was good and bad.

I was both of those things. But in the end, she was mine, and nothing would change that.

Slumping onto her elbow, Bijou grabbed a few paper towels. Passing one to me, she wiped her folds and jumped down off the counter.

I have to keep her. I can't keep waiting for it to come to us.

It needs to end.

This felt good. All of this felt too good.

I wanted to enjoy the time we had together, and each moment that passed where nothing happened, the more afraid I became that the pin was about to get pulled from the grenade.

This couldn't last. It wouldn't last.

Smoke and mirrors, that's all this was.

All of this could disappear in a blink of an eye. I felt like I kept teetering back and forth. A piece of me was settling into this new life, while the other part still had its feet firmly planted in the cement of reality.

The veil would drop and the harsh hands of pain would come and try to steal her away. Diablo, her family, the life she deserved. . . There were too many things against us.

“What's wrong?” she asked, seeing the deflation in my eyes.

“Nothing.”

“Redd, something's wrong. What is it?”

Stroking her arm, I pulled her in. “It's everything. All of it.”

Confusion blanketed her expression as she held her eyes on my face. “I don't understand, all of what?”

“What happens when this ends? Where do you go? Where do I go?”

“Redd. . .” Her voice was gentle and smooth, saying my name like a song bird. “We won't go anywhere. We stay here, right here.”

“What about your life? Your family?”

“What about them?” Coaxing my cheek into her hand, she rolled her thumb under my eye. “There's only one person that we need to deal with. Just one. My family won't change us. . . If you want there to be anus.”

“Of course I want there to be anus.”Braiding my fingers into hers, I closed my eyes. “I finally feel like I have everything. I don't want to give it up.”

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