Page 137 of Girls Will Be Girls
“Fuck.”He moans.
He slides a finger through my slit and I hear him groan before pushing fully inside of me.
His hands are on my hips as he thrusts and slaps into me with a force that makes me feel feral.
“Yes.”I cry out.
He’s relentless. Slamming into me so hard, so good. Taking me exactly as he wants.
As I’m teetering on the edge, he pushes Lucky where I’m starting to pulse — knowing exactly what I need — and I collapse over the finish line. My pulsing never stops, getting no rest with Lou’s frantic thrusts into me, claiming me completely as he follows me into oblivion.
When we collapse into a heap, we lie there, my head on his stomach, completely tangled, chests panting. He kisses my knuckles and pulls me up closer to him so he can kiss my mouth.
“See.” He grins. “Lucky.”
We smile at each other, this happy, giddy feeling coursing between us.
“Hi.” He says.
“Hi.” I giggle.
I stroke his jaw, the light stubble scratches against my skin. He takes my hand and presses a kiss to my palm.
“I’m completely falling for you, baby girl.”
My breath hitches. “You are?”
He chuckles. “Yeah. I am.”
“It’s only been weeks.” I push back.
“I know.” He smiles.
“How can you be sure, though?”
He laughs. “Feeling like this, it’s impossible not to be sure.”
The smile on my face is a feeling of pure joy. I don’t push it down. I don’t fight the blush. I lean over to kiss him, reveling in this feeling. But when I pull back from his lips, I level him with a stare.
“You can’t say it out loud yet.”
“Why?” He grins.
“Because,” I say. “It is way too soon. We can’tsayit.”
“Why can’t we say it if we know we’re-”
I push my hands over his mouth. “Nope.”
“Sweetheart.” He laughs. “You know what I’m going to say, so why can’t I say it?”
I shake my head. “It’s too soon. I don’t want to rush this.” I say. “You made me wait a freaking age until you even kissed me, so you can wait a little to say the words we both know we’re going to say.”
“Okay.” He grins. “We’ll wait. But I won’t be happy about it.”
“I can live with that.” I grin back.
“Question game?” He asks.
