Page 41 of Reaper Released

“Fuck, I’m so happy right now. I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel as happy as you’ve made me. Come on, let's go tell everyone!”

As he grabs my hand and tries to drag me out of the bathroom, when I pull back, he frowns. “You don’t wanna tell everyone?”

“Erm, no. Not right this minute…”

The look on his face is hurt, maybe sad. I laugh, cupping his face with my hands. “Baby, I’m naked and covered in your come!”

He stares down, and a smile spreads across his face. His smile gets wider as he looks back up at me. “Fuck, it looks good on you!”

Then we both bark out a laugh. He pushes me back into the shower and turns it on. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Then we can figure out who to tell first!”

Steel

She’s pacing back and forth in our room. Fuck, our room. That sounds so good. She’s chewing the side of her thumb. She’s still in her towel from the shower, and I’m getting dressed. “Hey, you okay?”

“Steel, what if I can’t stay? What if I have to go back to the UK? What happens then?”

“You won’t. We’ll find a way, okay? I promise!”

She nods but continues to pace.

“Ray!”

“Yeah?” she breathes out as she shoots around to look at me.

“Beautiful, I love you! We’ll be fine. Now, can you please put some fucking clothes on? I’m trying not to fuck you till after we’re married, and after everything we’ve just done before and during the shower, I feel I need to warn you that I’m hanging on by a very fucking thin thread as it is.”

She lets out a shaky breath. It looks like she’s been holding it forever. “You love me?”

“Fuck yeah, I love you. Of course I do. I’m not playing, Ray. This is real for me!”

“Shit, Steel… ”

I step in and kiss her. “Hey, I know it’s early days, and you’re probably freaking out. I love you, Ray, but I know you’re not ready to admit that yet, and that’s fine. I understand, okay? But seriously, you need to put some fucking clothes on because I’m about to lose my goddamned mind!”

She lets out another breath. “Okay.”

I turn to finish getting dressed. I’m wearing my boxers and jeans. I make it two steps. “Steel?” As I turn to face her, she bites down on her lip ring, which drives me crazy, and as she looks at me, my jeans become very tight in the front, and I'm sure my cheeks flush. It feels like the temperature rises about twenty degrees. I step towards her. “I love you!”

My mouth opens and closes, then opens again, and I just stand staring. She takes a step, closing the distance between us. She gently kisses my mouth and breathes into it. “I love you, Steel!”

I grab the back of her neck, pulling her in for a bruising kiss just before her body slams into mine. I rip her towel off, spin us around, and throw her down on the bed. My body covers hers, my thigh rubbing between her legs. She gasps into my mouth as she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist, and I grind into her. I know she's the one writing the rules here. I’m totally okay with that. There’s no fight for dominance between us. She will win every time.

She grabs onto my hair in one hand, smashing her lips against mine and forcing her tongue into my mouth, pulling me into her with her legs. She grinds into me, and her breaths start coming in shallow pants. I grind myself into her, and the friction through my jeans is delicious. It’s rough and dirty, and fuck, she lights me up like a fucking Christmas tree.

Gasping, she grinds into me again. I rise up on my arms, looking at her face as I grind myself into her again and then again. The friction from my jeans is driving me crazy, my already sensitive dick’s throbbing with need, and she clings to me and shamelessly grinds herself against me. I thrust harder, causing her back to arch off the bed.

I lean down and lick around her nipple. Then as she starts to buck, gasp, flinch and thrust against me, her breath stutters as another orgasm rips through her. I bite down hard on it and fuck, every cell of my skin burns and tingles as she thrashes and bucks and cries out underneath me. I bite down again, then lean over to the other, looking up at her as she gasps again, and just as she takes a breath, I bite down on her other nipple and grind into her, dragging her orgasm out. Then she can’t breathe, she stills, her eyes close, and I’m pretty sure she blacks out for a split second. My hand cups her cheek, and I kiss her mouth so slowly, but I grind into her again, slower this time, almost like I'm making love to her slow and sensual.

“Steel, you need to fuck me now! I can’t take it anymore. It's too much. It’s not enough. I need to feel you inside me!”

“Sunshine, I want that so, so much.” I grind into her sensitive pussy, and she gasps as I grin against her.

“Fuck I want you so bad, Ray!”

“Steel, now! I’m not gonna beg, but for the love of Hades, just fuck me.” She’s gasping and writhing under me as I slowly dry hump her, almost like I'm trying to slowly force her through the bed. “Steel!” she snaps as I thrust painfully slow against her clit, then I pull away, kneeling up, there’s a massive wet patch where she’s come on my jeans, and as I stare at her, I can't help but smile. She drives me crazy. Even from underneath me, I'm under no illusion this woman will make me give her what she wants. I tried. I’ve given it my best shot to hold out till I'd put a ring on it, but I concede. She's a force. She's an all-consuming, bow down to god. I will worship at her altar till the end of time.

“I can’t wait any longer. Fuck, Ray… what are you doing to me?” I reach down and undo my jeans, sliding them and my boxers that have a wet patch at the front down to my knees. I grip my dick at the base and squeeze hard. “Fuck, give me a sec, or I’m gonna blow my load as soon as I’m inside you.”

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