Page 73 of Endlessly Yours
I pushed up her dress some more and kissed up her spine, licking at that, too, since I loved it so much.
“You tell me when to stop, I’m never going to hurt you, Rory. Believe me.”
She looked over her shoulder then, and the moonlight glinted off her eyes.
“I trust you,” she whispered.
And it was like a kick in the chest, and I nodded tightly, continuing to work in and out of her. I used my other hand to wrap around her waist, sliding my fingers over her clit, as she groaned.
And then finally she came again, pressing that sweet ass against my hand.
“Are you ready for me?” I asked, and she nodded.
“For you? Anything.”
Undone, I positioned myself at her back entrance, my lube-covered condom ready to go.
“Now let out a deep breath, and push back as I go inside, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
And so I moved forward, the tight ring of her ass squeezing my cock so hard I knew I was going to come pretty quickly.
Slowly, oh so slowly, I worked my way inside as she pressed against me, and then we both sat there, buried to the hilt as we shook.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m too full. So full. And I need you to move. Please, Brooks.”
“Anything you want, baby. I promise.” I leaned forward and captured her mouth as she tilted towards me, and then I moved. Slowly, so slowly that I knew if I went any faster, I could hurt her, but I would never hurt Rory. Not now, not ever.
She pressed against me as we rocked into one another, my orgasm rising with each passing movement. So I moved my fingers around, sliding over her clit again before spearing her pussy, needing her to come. She shot off like a rocket, clamping around my dick, and then I moved once, twice, coming once again, as I whispered her name against her back, both of us shaking.
Finally, I slid out of her before using the washcloth and a bottle of water I had brought with me and gently cleaned us both. And when I lifted her so she sat on the edge of the truck bed again, slightly, gingerly, I kissed her softly, exploring her mouth, letting my hands roam over her breasts and then over her pussy.
“Sore?” I asked.
“Yes, but just hold me?”
I nodded, my cock filling again. So I wasn’t surprised when she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, and gently guided me inside that sweet pussy of hers. This time no condom, but that was fine. We were safe, and all I wanted to do was feel her around me.
I hadn’t come this much in such a short period of time since I had been a teen, but this was all Rory. But instead of hard and fast, we just rocked against each other, letting the moonlight dance over our skin, as I took her mouth and rode each other to completion.
And I just held her, knowing I was never going to let her go.
I had tried to walk away from her before, not once, but at least twice. And I was never doing it again.
Soon I’d find a way to tell her. That she was mine and she was just going to have to deal with it. That I was going to be a damn Neanderthal and claim her in front of the rest of the world.
Because I loved Rory Thompson.
And now I just needed to make sure she knew that. Because I was never letting her go. No matter what came next.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
RORY
The next day, everything ached, but it was a good day.
