Page 98 of Other Side Of Never
So pretty.
“Your big cock filling me night after night after fucking night…”
Lifting up on one hand, he rolled me over onto my stomach and shoved first one knee, then the other, between my thighs.
Pushing back, he yanked my hips up until I balanced on my hands and knees.“Yes?”He demanded.
“Do your worst,” I challenged.
Chest rumbling, he whipped my shorts down my thighs, pushed my chest down onto the mattress, and shoved his face into my pussy.“Mine, Bridget,” he warned.“My fucking tongue in your pussy.”
“Yes,” I panted, eyes closed, hands fisted in the sheets.
Trailing his mouth along my thigh, he sank his teeth into the fleshy part of my butt, making me yelp.
Laving the sting away with his tongue, he dragged his lips up the line of my spine and then sat back on his knees.
His hands moved against the back of my thighs as he dropped his shorts, the hair on his legs a delicious tickle against my butt and my thighs.
Pushing back, I shamelessly rubbed my butt against him.
Reaching forward, he fisted his hand in my hair and tugged.Arching my back, he rasped, “See, Bridget?This is what happens when you push me too far.”
“You love it.”I laughed as he lined the head of his cock up at my core.
The fingers of his other hand bit into my hip as he slammed into me, grunting, “I fuckin’ need it.”
I gasped at the invasion, tilting my hips away from him, feeling him slow as he waited for my body to soften and accept him.
It didn’t take long.With a deep sigh, I arched further, canting my hips to take him deeper.
Zero finesse, all emotion, he drove into me as I settled in, giving him my body to use as he would and reveling in it.
My orgasm took me by surprise, ripping through me with the strength of a small hurricane.
His hips jerked erratically, coming to a stop pressed tight against me as he groaned out his release.
His hands gentled as he pulled out, tucking the sheet between my thighs as he rolled me to my side and crawled up beside me.
I opened my arms and rolled onto my back, lightly scratching his scalp, tunneling my fingers through his silky hair, as he rested his head on my breast.
I fuckin’ need it.
For once in my life, I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
Dropping a kiss onto his forehead, I closed my eyes.“I know you do.”
24
I Know
IchuckledtomyselfasI grabbed a sweater and locked my apartment door.The first week of September, and the last full week off before school started, boasted chilly mornings, sizzling summer days, and weekend bonfires.
It was glorious.
Waking up nestled in Kian’s strong arms did not suck.The night before had been intense, but I couldn’t be 100% in only for him to let me go over misplaced guilt.I deserved better than that.We needed to leave the pain of the past behind if we hoped to have a future.
Which reminded me, I had an email to send.
