Page 98 of My Sweetest Obsession
She nods, arching back and clamping down on me in a way that makes my balls draw up tight and threaten to unload.
Jesus…
This woman…
I drag my hips back and plunge into her again, setting a pace that will build her up slowly just like before, proving to her that we don’t have to rush anything anymore. She takes each thrust, clenching around me on every withdrawal, her hips moving in time with mine.
We roll seamlessly together, like the waves crashing along the shore.
Pressing my chest to her back, I kiss her cheek, the corner of her lips, everything I can get my mouth on. “God, you take my cock so beautifully, Ivy.”
She mewls and clamps around my length so hard I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming on the spot.
“Fuck, woman.”
I draw my hips back and slam into her again a little harder this time.
A gasp falls from her parted lips, and she nods. “Yes, like that.”
Increasing the tempo, her body moves back to meet mine, demanding more, seeking the same thing I am—for her to come unraveled.
I slide my left hand down to grasp her thigh and lift her leg up and back, changing the angle slightly and allowing me to get even deeper. And the sound that comes from her is unlike anything I’ve ever heard before.
Raw.
Feral.
And I can’t hold back anymore.
I plunge into her relentlessly, carefully keeping one hand supporting her, as hers seek purchase against the wall.
“Anything you want.” Thrust. “Anytime.” Thrust. “Anywhere, Ivy.” Thrust. “Forever.” Thrust. “You know that, don’t you?”
She nods, unable to respond verbally as I continue to drive into her.
The sound of her frantic whimpers, our bodies coming together, and my own panting breaths fill the room, and I can’t take it anymore.
I slide my right hand from her belly down to find her clit and twist it in my fingers.
Ivy comes on a sharp cry that echoes in my ears as her clasping cunt finally draws out my release.
The one I’ve been holding back for months that contains all my love, all my pain, all my guilt and regret.
It leaves me on a roar as I come deep inside her with uneven thrusts.
I clutch her tightly, keeping her upright even though my own legs tremble beneath me, and when we both come down, I allow her foot to slide back down to the floor and tug her back all the way, pressing her into my chest.
Her head lolls back against my shoulder, and I ghost a kiss across her temple.
We stand like this for what feels like forever.
Both of us pant, trying to catch our breaths.
Her heart thunders under my palm centered over it as mine does against her back.
I nuzzle her ear. “I’m going to take you into the shower now, and you’re going to come again. And then I’m going to fall asleep with you wrapped in my arms, and I’m not leaving tonight.”
Half-lidded, lust-soaked eyes meet mine. “No, you aren’t.”
