Page 76 of Torched

The lazy look in her eyes changes to wicked, cutting deep into my soul, because I know this is the true depth of her entire being. She can be insecure; she isn’t your typical combat girl and would probably suck as a soldier. But I see who she really is. The dark desires that she holds deep within her. She shows me the real Gen and every time I get her without any more boundaries, I’m more in awe of this woman. She has the ability to shake me up in ways that are both disturbing as they are addictive.

But this right here is why I fell in love with her. Why there will never be another woman for me in this world. She’s a goddess roaming over the fucking earth like the light in a dark night.

My breaths quicken when she flutters her lashes at me, stroking her breasts, then so damn slowly, dipping her finger down. Dragging it to her stomach, over her hips, and finally pushing them through her wetness. My lips part when I see them coated with the juices between her thighs, glistening at me like crystals.

“I’m soaked for you, Liam. I’m always soaked for you like a damn waterfall.” It comes out in a whisper, her entire voice filled with a need that makes it impossible to hold back any longer. With one big stride, I crash my body against hers, finding her lips in ravenous hunger. That taste of cotton candy and cherry seeps onto my tongue, and I grunt in relieved pleasure. She climbs back onto the workstation hastily, while I come to stand between her legs, rubbing my cock against her warm entrance.

“Your pussy’s so hot for me. Are you gonna burn me, baby?”

“I already did,” she replies, looking up at me with smug grin.

“You’re damn right you did.”

My tongue delves in, traveling across every piece of her mouth with intent. The vibrations of her moans grow my lust to insatiable levels, and my hands move into her air to deepen the kiss.

“Fuck me, Liam. I need to feel you inside of me. I want you to stretch me w—”

I push my cock inside before she’s even finished, starting with the tip and holding still as my stomach feels like it’s about to flutter away if I push any farther. My forehead falls against her shoulder, almost losing it at the first touch.

“Fucking hell, you feel too good.” Trailing open-mouthed kisses below her ear, I push deeper with a held breath. Her head falls back the moment I’m fully seated, and we both moan long and loud at the merging of our bodies. Digging her heels into my ass, her arms hold on to my shoulders while I start to pump inside of her. Each movement results in tiny mewls from her lips, spurring me on with each thrust. I drag it out, wanting to go slow and make her feel everything I feel for her. I want her to feel how my body beats for only her. How her smile is running through my head every single minute of the day she’s not with me.

The humid air of the greenhouse makes the air thick and our skin sticky, but it only adds to the sensations. I want to swallow her whole, and drag her body to mine, anything to keep me on this wave we’re riding. All that matters is moving together as one.

“You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you, Blondie?”

“Yes,” she huffs, nails clawing into me.

“You want my cum all over you, don’t you?” I jerk inside of her, thinking of marking her pretty, smooth skin with my release.

“Yes, please. Please!” Her cries are feral, a clear urgency in every syllable.

I keep slipping in and out of her tight slit, tilting my head to find her eyes when I notice her body growing rigid. Her blue gaze peers over my shoulder with a glare that’s meant to kill from a distance, but her panting never stops. The moment I want to take a glance, I refrain, suddenly realizing what she’s staring at.Whoshe’s staring at. Feeling it in my gut. Instead, I keep going, putting even more intent into my thrusts and driving a moan from deep within her.

“She’s here, isn’t she?” My mouth is flush with her ear, the sensitive brush of my breath along her shell causing her to whimper in blissful agony. Her eyes stay trained on whoever has captured her sight, but I don’t even have to hear her name to know who’s there. Who’s watching us fuck under the light of the moon.

“Let her,” I tell her. “Let her watch how I good I fuck you. Let her watch what it looks like when two people become one. When they share a soul.” I cup her cheek, forcing her to look at me. “You own my soul, baby. Let her witness what she can never have.”

The slight frown that had formed smooths out, instead her light blue eyes bouncing with wickedness that I haven’t seen before. It’s so goddamn sexy. And it’s when I know she feels the confidence that she should feel every minute of every day.

My warrior princess.

“Show her how dirty you get for me, Blondie,” I whisper against her skin, trailing my tongue up her neck.

She runs her hand through my hair, tugging it hard enough to make my scalp burn, and I close my eyes, loving her rough grip. Pulling my head forward, she forces my mouth against hers, then presses my cock even deeper with a thrust of her own. Her nails dig into my back, dragging them down and making me growl. It’s hard enough to leave marks that will be there in the morning, already burning under the humidity, but I love every moment of it. Let her brand me. Let her ownme.

The thought of Cristina seeing me fuck Gen with a passion I’ve never felt for her turns me on even more. “Show her, baby.”

Gen’s gaze falls over my shoulders again, her devilish smile pressed against my skin. A silent battle going on between the two women.

“There is nothing better than knowing you are mine, Gen,” I whisper in her ear to motivate her to let go. To let go, no matter who’s watching. “There is nothing better than your pussy waiting for me every single day.” She grunts in response, her neck staying rigid and aimed in front of her. “Let go, baby. Who cares who’s watching. Let go, knowing nothing else matters but you and me.” I pull back to find her eyes, but she keeps staring into the darkness, her hips moving along with mine. I thrust inside of her, slamming deep, while I watch her carefully. Grabbing her chin, I hold it tightly in my palm, waiting for the moment she falls over the edge. My release builds inside of me, but I need to stretch it out. Ineedher to come with me. Finally, I almost grunt in agony when I notice her smile expanding in victory, knowing that she won the battle.

Without waiting any longer, I cover her mouth with mine. “You and me, baby.”

“You and me.” Gen smirks, the look on her face elevated to something new.

“Come with me, baby. Touch yourself.”

A hand dips to her clit, while she keeps the other firmly planted on my shoulder to hold on. I pick up the pace, both of us working our way to ecstasy. I carefully pay attention to her panting, noticing when her breaths grow more irregular, alternated by the moans that reverberate against the glass ceiling.

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