Page 18 of Dare to Fall
I greedily bring my lips to his as he shoves his pants out of the way. He lifts one of my legs to his hip, lining his cock at my entrance.
For a single solitary moment, I panic. What the hell am I doing? I’m about to have sex with my best friend. It’s going to change…everything.
But then he thrusts into my pussy with such force my eyes roll in the back of my head. He stills, balls deep inside me, giving my channel time to adjust to the sheer size of him. Of course Tucker Black would have the Hammer of Thor hiding in his fucking pants.
He lifts my other leg, his length still inside me, and I wrap them both around his waist.
“You want me to punish you with this cock, Gabriella?” he growls.
“Yes,” I pant.
“Then you better hold on tight, my love.”
He presses his lips to mine half a second before he pulls out, leaving just the tip inside. I’m given only two seconds before everything turns absolutely savage.
He rails me.
I’ve never been fucked so hard in my life. I’ve neverwantedto be fucked so hard in my life. But with Tucker, it’s pure, primal need. I need this deliciously brutal claiming like I’ve never needed anything ever before. All the times I haven’t felt like I belonged anywhere fade away. I know deep in my soul that I belonghere, with Tucker. Here in this wild, passionate moment. I feel freer than I’ve ever felt in my whole life.
It’s all I can do to hold on as he pummels into me again and again. Bertha rocks against the pressure of our bodies colliding. I hear something crash inside—dishes maybe?—but Tucker doesn’t so much as slow down.
I’ve never come from penetration before, so when pleasure winds in my core, I’m caught off guard. “Oh my—fuck,” I pant. “I’m going to—going to?—”
“Come?”
I explode, the intensity of this orgasm making every other orgasm I’ve ever had laughable in comparison. It’s as though I never truly knew what orgasms were all about. It’s more than a dimension-hopping experience. I’m destroyed and put back together all in the span of a fraction of a second, over and over again. It’s too much, and not even close to enough.
I curse Tucker, begging him never to stop.
“Come inside me,” I beg.
“You sure?”
“Yes, dammit.” I mean to tell him I’m on the pill, but what are words?
I no longer know how to form anything more coherent than a loud moan sure to wake the bears from hibernation. I vaguely wonder if those bears are actually in hibernation yet, but thethought flees as Tucker stills inside me at long last, filling me with his seed. Claiming me, like I’m his fucking mate or something.
It’s ridiculous and perfect all the same.
“You’re mine, Gabriella,” he says in a near growl that could rival a grizzly, holding me up because all my limbs are no better than overcooked spaghetti. “You’llalwaysbe mine.”
“Okay, okay. You win. I’ll put the dumping your body in the river plot on hold—for now.”
Tucker laughs loud and long, and it’s the best fucking sound I’ve ever heard. One I could get used to every day—maybe even for the rest of my life.
Chapter Ten
Tucker
I wake to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, a slow smile spreading across my lips as I wipe the sleep from my eyes. After I fucked Gabby good and hard last night, we both collapsed shortly after, smores all but forgotten. I barely got the fire out before I dropped into bed beside her and slept like the fucking dead.
It’s been years since I slept this solid, but I’m not surprised. Gabby has always been my peace—my center.
Now that I know how fucking wrong I was about what I saw all those years ago on prom night, I’m eager to rebuild a solid foundation with her that’ll stand the test of time. Never again will I put myself in a position to lose her.
I toss aside the covers to go in search of the woman I’ve never stopped loving. For starters, I owe her an apology. I’ll spend every day for the rest of our lives making up for the poor choices I made back then and proving that she’s the only woman I’ve ever loved—the only woman I everwilllove.
“Hope you saved some coffee for me?—”
