Page 30 of Run to Me
“You want to forget again?”
“No. Just be distracted. To remember that not everything in my life has been bad.”
Smiling softly, I sit up against the headboard when he does, taking his hand in mine. “Okay. So have you seen Starla’s new haircut? She looks like she stuck her finger in an electric socket.”
He snorts and there it is, that little curve of his lips. His face turns, cheek pressed to the cold wood as he strokes the inside of my palm. “Still jealous of the girl next door, huh?”
I roll my eyes, scooting closer until our hips touch. “Nah. She’s not the one who gets to be under the covers with you while you’re in your underwear.”
He barks out a laugh, pressing his forehead to mine. “No she doesn’t. That’s reserved for you and you alone.”
“It better be,” I say in a sultry tone. Wanting to pull him further from his nightmares, I trace the seam of his lips with my tongue and slide my hand between his legs. Hiking up my fingers, I brush the tips over his swelling head, only a thin layer of fabric preventing me from touching skin with skin. I need that. I can tell by the needy look in his eyes that he does too.
My mouth claims his, my tongue thrusting between his parting teeth. His fingers gently tug at my hair as he deepens the kiss, tasting more of me, and our heavy breathing turns into desperate pants as I tug on his underwear, yanking them down his hips as he lifts his bottom. I kick them down by our feet and his mouth presses harder to mine, our breaths becoming one.
I take off my underwear next, climbing on top of him and reaching for the lube I tucked away in his drawer. Straddling his lap, I smile against his lips, lifting up my hips to finger myself. I slick up my hole until I’m dripping, spreading myself wider with two fingers.
He pulls his head back, flicking his eyes at me, his hand on my shoulder. “What are you doing?”
A moan escapes my throat as I rub my ass over his stiff cock. “I need you inside me. I want to be as close as I can to you. To feel like we’re one.”
He licks his lips, stroking my lower back. “You sure?”
“Yeah. I’m sure. Make love to me, Jace. I want all the first times with you I can have. I want all of you, all you’re willing to give me.”
“Everything,” he breathes. “I want to give you everything, baby.”
Balancing myself on my knees, I lift up to line his head with my hole. Slowly, I press down, taking him inside me inch by inch. My hole squeezes around him, the tight rings of muscle making a popping sound as he breaches my entrance.
“Fuck. You feel so good. I don’t think I can last.”
“It’s okay. I don’t want you to. Come inside me. Make me feel more like yours, big brother.”
His eyes darken and he pumps his hips upward, sliding deeper into me, and a slight pain surges inside me as I let out a small gasp.
Bottoming out, he goes still, running his hand up and down my back again. Our skin creates sparks everywhere. A fire cracks between us as we start moving against each other again, my hips slapping down to meet his.
Our lips collide, teeth clashing as we swallow down each other’s moans with our hungry mouths. Skin slaps skin as I ride him faster, my cock jolting between us. Hot squelching soundspush me closer to the edge and the discomfort of feeling like I’m being split in two dissolves. Pleasure sprouts through me, so strong it makes my muscles tense. Together we’re making the world spin, reminding him there’s so much good he can still have, that he’s stronger than the nightmares and gets a say in where his mind goes—right here with me.
“That’s it. Stay with me. Watch me. Think of me.” I bury my face in his neck, rocking my hips and riding the wonderful waves of ecstasy. Reaching between us, he strokes my cock, and more beautiful sensations crawl up my spine. I lift my face, rubbing my cheek over his as I wrap my arms around him. My body goes slack as I let him take over, giving him all the power here.
What happens next is his choice, and I fight back my orgasm, not wanting to come until he’s ready for me to.
“You’re close, aren’t you baby? I can feel that pretty hole locking onto my cock like a vise. Fuck, it’s milking me so good.”
“So close. Need to come soon. But only when you feel I should. Only when you think I’m ready.” He can’t always control what goes on in his head, but right now he can control me, and fuck does it feel good letting him.
Flutters erupt in my lower stomach, a heat surging through me the longer I hold back. He edges me with his cock and hand, lips tickling my ear as I wait to hear those magic words. I can feel his lips curl, his warm breath kissing my skin as he bucks his hips.
Sweat gathers between us and he kisses my cheek. “Look at you, flushing a pretty pink. On the verge of tears. You going to cry for me? I was told tears can be a good thing. Can you show me?”
I nod, choking on a breath as he brings me higher into the sky. “It’s starting to hurt.”
“But you like it, don’t you? Hurting you doesn’t always have to be bad. I don’t mind causing you this kind of pain. Not if it makes you fly and look this damn free.”
“Yes. Please don’t stop. I need more.”
His hand goes still on my cock and he licks at one of my nipples before tugging it with his teeth. I spasm out of control, my balls full and tender. Fingers moving again, he strokes my shaft slowly, my skin feeling like there’s a fever burning me up from the inside.
