Leaning down, I take her lips in a deep, slow, bruising kiss. Our tongues mate together in a slow dance, and when I press my hips to hers, and my dick is nestled between her swollen lips, I moan in her mouth. She breaks her lips away and starts sliding against my dick, letting her wetness coat me in seconds. Her fingers dig into the muscles of my back, almost to the point of pain each time I hit her clit. It doesn’t take long before fire starts slowly burning its path down my spine, and the first threads of my orgasm start to race through my body. I have to pull my hips from her wet heat, earning me another bite of her nails when she tries to keep me close.
Without losing my connection to her mouth, I bring my hands up to her hips and lift her up, scooting her back so I can crawl up behind her. Staying on my knees, I shift her body so she’s resting on her shoulders with her hips in the air, right where I need them to be to lean up and enter her. Her hands come back up to her tits and start rolling her nipples again. I lean forward, letting go of one hip long enough to line myself up, and then push forward slowly. We both groan when we come together completely. My balls rest against her ass and her walls hug my dick with a vice like strangle. Goddamn, it feels like home.
I take a few slow thrusts before the pleasure becomes too much. I hook her legs with my arms, spreading her wide so I can watch her pussy take my dick. Watch, as she becomes mine.
“Look. At. Us.” Each word has my hips pounding in until I can feel her lips against my pelvis. I roll my hips and tighten my hold on her legs before sliding out almost completely. I wait for her to look at me before I slam home.
“YES! Oh fuuuuu, YES!” Her hands slip from her tits and she grabs the bed sheets in her fist, holding on to anything that can anchor her to the world, because if her orgasm is anywhere near as strong as mine is promising to be, she’s going to need that hold.
I drop her legs and lean forward to press my chest against hers, planting myself deeper inside her walls. My left hand braces the brunt of my weight from her body, while my right hand starts the slow journey from her hip to her neck. I thrust my hand into her thick hair and tilt her head so I can crush my lips to hers. The way her body feels while I’m buried deep is intoxicating. She wraps her legs around me, and I start thrusting in and out. It’s painfully slow, but I don’t want this to end. I can feel our bodies becoming one. Her heart is beating rapidly against my chest and mine answers every beat.
I pull back and look into her eyes, resting my forehead against hers. I watch my body rocking against hers. She brings her hands up and frames my face, bringing my eyes back up.
I know she’s close, because she’s panting and moaning each time I thrust home. She leans up, kisses me softly, and then whispers against my lips. “It feels so . . . so different, Baby.” She moans when I stop thrusting and roll my hips again, hitting that spot inside her that has a surge of wetness coating my dick.
“Yeah, that right there is what it feels like to finally be mine.” And with that, I pull back and give her body what it’s silently begging for.
Not long after she screams my name and clamps down on my dick, the thirst that’s been burning its delicious pain in my balls rushes out as I empty myself inside her body, giving her everything that I have in me.
“DEE . . .” I groan her name and dig my fingers in the soft skin of her hips, thrust a few more times before pushing in one last time, and roll so her body is laid out over my own. Each of us is breathing rapidly, and her tight walls still grip my dick, begging me not to leave.
“I love you so damn much,” she whispers in my ear.
“I love you, too. Always have and always will.” I can feel her smile against my cheek, and with our arms wrapped tightly around each other and our bodies connected, we both close our eyes, and for the first time in a long time, I sleep with complete peace.
PART THREE
Believing
&
Letting Go
CHAPTER 19
Dee
Peace.
That’s what this kind of love feels like. My mind and heart are working together in complete harmony, and I no longer wake up wishing that I could just disappear. I wake up, and the first thing I do is smile because I have been blessed.
I still have some bad days. Times when I freak out because of some stupid reason, but Beck is always there to remind me that there isn’t a thing in the world he won’t do to keep me safe and happy.
It’s been one week since we had our talk, and since then, we have spent almost every second together locked away in his house so that the world can’t touch us. He called Axel sometime the morning after we let go of everything that was standing between us. I don’t think he’s happy about it, but he still told Beck to take some time off.
Beck left for the office about an hour earlier, and today would mark the first day that we would be apart since he went in for his meeting last week. I brushed him off when he asked me if I needed Maddox to come wait with me.
Truth is, I’m still nervous to be alone, but I know I’ve got to learn to stand on my own two feet without Beck to keep me up. I have to take the steps to rid myself of this fear.