Page 114 of Into Temptation

Punky pops off the lid, and I hear him scoop his fingers inside the container. He then gently applies some of the cool gel to my backside. I freeze, but he kisses my shoulder, a silent reassurance to help me relax. I anticipate a sharp sting but don’t feel anything as Punky continues kissing my skin while working my sex into a frenzy down below.

“Whatever happens tomorrow, know that I love ye more than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

Even though I wish he wouldn’t speak this way, I know he needs to get this off his chest. We don’t know what tomorrow brings, but we can march into it with no regrets.

“We’ll be okay,” I say for both our sakes.

“I hope so, but we don’t know that. But what I do know is that I’m a better man for lovin’ you.”

I feel a soft prod against my back entrance, and when I freeze, Punky continues whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

“And no matter what happens”—he enters me an inch—“I want you to know that.”

When my muscles accept this foreign intrusion, Punky sinks into me a little farther. I suddenly feel so full.

“I want ye to know that my heart belongs to you. You own me—mind.”

He continues entering me while I mewl at this unexpected pleasure.

“Body.”

I feel like I’m being split in two…and I like it.

“And soul.”

When Punky stops, placing his forehead on my shoulder, I wonder if he’s done. But when I turn over my shoulder, I see he’s not even halfway there.

“Do ya want me to stop?”

“No,” I whisper, wanting this more than I need air to breathe.

He grips my chin between his thumb and finger and presses his lips to mine. I whimper into his mouth as he continues to enter me slowly from behind and plays with my clit. He is everywhere, all over me, and just when I think this can’t get any better, he’s buried inside me to the hilt.

A shudder passes through me as he stills, allowing me time to adjust. I never thought I could feel so complete, but I’ve never felt more connected to another human being than I do right now, which is why I reach around and place a hand on Punky’s lower back.

With our lips still locked, I gently encourage him to move, and move he does.

He gently thrusts his hips, stretching me wide, before he pulls out halfway and then slides back in. The Vaseline allows him to move inside me a little more comfortably, and when we move in unison, finding our rhythm, he whispers, “Can I go faster?”

I nod.

He sinks into me deeply before pulling all the way out. I instantly miss the connection, but he soon slides back in, smoother this time, making me moan at the sensation. He removes his fingers from my sex and places his hands on my hips.

He drives into me harder and faster, and the burn I feel is toeing the line between pleasure and pain. But I focus on the pleasure because knowing Punky is losing himself this way, knowing he is finally letting go has me bouncing back and taking everything he gives.

The burn soon fades, and I am lost to every passionate moment, every breathless moan which spills from him as he devours every inch of me. This act is filled with nothing but love and respect, and I promise myself here, now, I’ll do everything in my power to protect Punky.

The mirror in front of me allows me to see how the world sees us. We fit, in every sense of the word. We are both slathered in war paint, our bodies bending in need. If the sight of Punky, wearing his skull face and fucking me brutally, isn’t the hottest thing I have ever seen, then I don’t know what is.

“Oh, fuck,” he grunts, dropping his forehead to my back as he pumps his hips.

I reach down and begin playing with my clit because the build-up is almost unbearable. He is everywhere, yet I can’t get enough. He rotates his hips in a way that has me feeling so incredibly full.

“Ye feel fucking incredible,” he says in that smooth accent that gets me so damn hot. “I love you. No matter what happens, y’ll always be the one for me. I know we can’t live forever, but I want to leave behind something that will—my love for you.”

His words touch me in ways that have tears springing to life. “I love you too. I always have. Come back to me. Promise me?”

He suckles the side of my neck, fucking me hard. “I’ll always be with ye.”

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