Page 32 of Another Round
“What are you doing?”
Her voice cracks from sleep but at least she’s up. Just like my cock. “You.”
She giggles from my lame joke until my fingers find her pussy. Waking her up completely when I stroke between her lips and circle her clit until wetness trickles onto my fingertips. Parting her legs wider for me to pleasure her as she moans.
Ensuring I’m coated in her arousal before I dip inside her in case she’s still tender from yesterday. No resistance at all as I add another finger. Searching for the spot that makes her moan again. I earn more than a moan and my cock twitches with fervor when she fists the sheets in ecstasy and pushes back to ride my hand again. God I fucking love when she does that.
My slick fingers slide forward while my thumb presses against the perfect little pucker of her arse. The taut skin bouncing faintly from the slight pressure.
Her whimpers quiet down, and she stiffens under my touch. Lifting her head and looking back at me with apprehension.
“Andy? I don’t think—”
“Shhhhh.” I shake my head and caress the uncertainty out of her tone with my free hand following the curve of her hip and thigh. After the damn blood bath I caused her yesterday, I know I won’t fit anywhere else. “You know I’d never hurt you. You’re too small and can’t take me there.”
Relief softens her body, and she nods before laying her head back down. Following the flow of my hands as I massage my way back between her legs and resume my attention to her swollen clit. “But Iamgoing to fuck that sweet pussy again.”
As much as I want to fuck her from behind, I remind myself there’s plenty of time for me to take her in all sorts of ways. Right now, I need to be gentle like yesterday. Reassure her that she never has to doubt that I’ll treat her with tenderness until she’s ready for me not to.
Although maybe she’s already ready for me to be rough with her arse wiggling against me. Seeking more friction. More pleasure. More me. Fuck if I’m not going to give her what she wants.
I press my palm against the cool, smooth skin between her shoulder blades to keep her in place while my other hand wraps around the headboard. I still need to hold back against injuring her small frame and inexperienced pussy. “We only have a few minutes but it’s going to be enough for you to be thinking about me all day.”
She squirms against me as much as she can with me overpowering her. “I already do.”
Oh hell. Three words that snap my control, and I release her only long enough to glide my cock between her lips and push the tip inside. Slow and controlled because she’s so damn tight and so beautifully innocent. I refuse to hurt her delicate body again from the beast she’s unleashed. “What do you think about me when you’re at work?”
“This.”
Fuck. I thrust again from her breathless agreement. Pushing another inch deeper while her pussy gradually opens for me. “You imagine me fucking you while you sit at your desk posting on Instagram and Snapchat?”
“Y-yes.”
“Tell me.” I reward her breathless admission with more of my cock. Filling her completely until I’m fully seated. “Let me hear what you think about me that makes your knickers wet while you type.”
“Your hands. Gentle but strong. P-protective all the t-time…”
I’m losing her. Hell, I’m losing myself. My fingertips dig into her back, and I force myself to slow down as I pump into her. My body coiled tight with need tingling in every muscle from my chest to my balls. “What else?”
“Your voice. The w-way it sounds when you call me trouble. Like you own me. Like I’m really yours.”
“You really are mine.” My grip tightens on the cold metal railing above her head. I can’t restrain myself any longer and pump into her. The bed frame groaning along with her from the intensity. Her body trembles beneath mine. Unable to withstand the power of my force. Unable to control the release building in her tightening pussy.
The first time I fucked her was out of jealousy. Giving in to my feelings because of another bastard wanting her. Now it’s all love. For the selfless and all-encompassing emotion that I was too foolish to realize she was offering me. Too stubborn to realize I shouldn’t be jacking her around back and forth when I knew all along I loved her. I need her to know too.
I curl over her back as I pound into her. Peppering her damp skin with kisses and whispers begging forgiveness. She takes everything I give her. Withstanding my stupidity and accepting my flaws while her magnificent body strains upward to meet me in joining in the simplest and most beautiful of ways.
I have to watch her exquisite face when she comes, so I lift up and yank her hair more to the right, turning her gorgeous profile to lay against the white fabric. Flushed and dewy as she whimpers while she fights sliding forward with her small hands fisting the sheets. The outline of my handprint on her back pushes me to the edge with the thought of me marking her permanently as much as I said I hated the idea. Now I want nothing more for everyone to know she belongs to me. I hold back telling her how I genuinely feel but she’s the one who shocks the hell out of me when her eyes blink open and she looks at me as best she can with her neck twisting up from the pillow.
“I love you Andy.”
Fuck me. Only one thing to say. “I love you too trouble.”
Her knees buckle from the orgasm that rips through her and I catch her while we crash down as the mattress slams to the floor. Tearing away from the headboard with a final groan from our frenzy.
I roll us to our sides, holding her tight as she laughs and pants in exhaustion while I come inside her. Drenching her just like I said I would. Loving her like I should have all along and always will.
I’m still shocked sometimes when I don’t wake up alone.
