“I want to push you up against the wall and fuck you. I want to fuck you hard and long enough it’ll make up for the four years I haven’t.”
“You won’t do it,” she urges, reaching for the waistband of my jeans and pulling me closer to her so that my erection is pressed against her stomach. “You do things like this, fight for me and my son, and then you expect me to stay away from you. You look at me like I’m everything and like I’m nothing at the same time. I can’t decide if you love me or hate me; because if you loved me as much as you say you do, you wouldn’t be able to hide from it, just like I’m not,” There is fire ignited in her brown eyes as she looks up at me. “I can’t pretend you don’t exist. I’ve tried to but you are everywhere and even when you’re not physically in my face, you go and do shit like you did last night. I’m not yours, right? So stop acting as if I am because I can’t handle it anymore. I can’t handle pretending I don’t want you, that I don’t crave you as if you’re some kind of drug. I can’t go on pretending I don’t wish every single second of every single day that I could rewind time and still be yours.”
“Shut up,” I growl, taking her chin in my hand and forcing her to stare straight into my eyes. “You’ll always be mine even when you’re temporarily someone else’s.” I drop the hand that was above her head and grab her hip, angling her so she moves against my crotch. “You will always be mine,” I repeat. “You understand me Reese’s?”
Her hand slides from the button of my jeans to my dick and closes around me. I shut my eyes biting back a slew of curses as her touch strips me of all the restraint I was banking on.
“This is mine,” she purrs, leaning into me, her feet on tip toe so she can whisper her claim into my ear. “You understand me, Bianci?”
I fucking understood loud and clear and I showed her how much I understood by gripping her hips and lifting her into the air. I settle her on top of the sink, spread her legs, and lodged my way between them. She lets out an exhilarated gasp as she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
“Too late to turn around and walk away, Reese’s,” I murmur, as I drive my fingers through her hair, closing my fist around the silky strands and tugging so that her head was where I wanted it. She opens her mouth to respond but I swallow her response when my mouth crashes onto hers. That’s all it took, just my mouth on hers, to ignite the fire that had been simmering for the last four years. My mouth assaulted hers, my teeth grazed her lips, my tongue lapped at the seam of her mouth, and when granted access, I completely devoured her mouth. I left no fucking crevice untouched by my tongue, greedy motherfucker I was, but her taste was driving me wild. She was just as sweet as I remembered, just as tantalizing as her lips worked mine just as hard. It was as if we both were trying to take back the last four years that had been stolen from us.
Her hands were wild as they traveled my body until she gripped my shoulder blades and rocked herself against my abdomen. She was like a fucking firecracker wriggling against me before she went off. Her fingers moved through my hair and I reached behind me taking her wrists and slamming them over her head against the mirrored medicine cabinet. Our mouths broke from one another and I took a step back, still holding her hands over her head as we both panted, gasping for air.
She stared at me, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She kicked off her heels and scooted further back against the sink her legs spread, her skirt riding up her thighs inviting me to the sweetest hell I’d ever known.
I licked my lips before dipping my head to her neck, my teeth grazing her delicate flesh before my lips sucked on her olive skin. She was mine and I was making sure everyone fucking knew that, mainly her. She may own my cock, but fuck, I owned all of her, branding her neck was just the beginning. I’d fucking mark every inch of her body and when I came I’d even leave my mark inside of her.
She half moaned, half panted as my hands ripped apart her shirt. Pretty little buttons that glittered flew around my bathroom as the shirt fell off her shoulders. I tore my mouth from her neck to watch her shrug out of her shirt, reaching behind her eagerly to unclasp her bra. I pushed off the sink and palmed my cock through my pants. I watched her slip the black straps down her arms before letting the lace cups fall, freeing the most perfect set a tits I had laid eyes on.