Page 105 of InfraRed

That can’t happen.

Gripping her hips, I flip our positions. I lift both her legs, place them over my shoulders, and pound into her. Her moans get louder with every thrust of my hips. My name tumbles from her lips as her screams vibrate the walls.

I drive into her hard and deep, angling for her G-spot with every thrust.

She erupts, clenching me so hard it’s almost impossible to moveas her cries of ecstasy nearly rupture my eardrums.

My muscles shake, and my release is imminent. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to come,” I grit as the tendons in my neck strain.

“Then come,” she tells me.

Fuck. “I don’t want to pull out. Fuck, you feel too good.”

“Then don’t. Whatever happens, happens.”

It’s reckless, foolhardy. The consequences could change everything.

Thrust.

She’s so goddamn young, and we’ve just gotten started.

Thrust.

But she’s my forever, so does it really matter?

Thrust.

I guess fucking not.

I explode inside her with a deep roar. Hard. I’m pretty sure I forgot how to breathe.

I only just have the foresight not to collapse on top of her.

My breathing is hard and rough. I sound like a carton-a-day smoker.

Then she laughs.

Loud.

“What’s so funny,” I pant.

Her laughter gets louder as her head rolls back. “You looked like you were having a stroke.”

I roll my tongue over my teeth, a little annoyed at her assessment. “I did not.”

She covers her mouth, hysterical now. “Yes, you did. Everything was all red and blotchy and protruding.”

My fingers dig into her ribs, tickling her. “Okay, Miss Giggles, you thought that was funny.” I keep tickling until she’s gasping for air. When I stop and she calms down, her arms loop around my neck with a contented smile. I drop my forehead to hers as worry about what just happened churns in my stomach. I should’ve stopped. The last thing I want is something she’ll regret saying in the heat of passion. “I came inside you, baby.”

She shrugs. “I’m on the pill. You know that.”

“Accidents happen. I don’t like taking those kinds of chances with you.”

“Well, if it does, then it’s what’s meant to be, right? I’m yours forever. I always have been. Even if the world doesn’t understand it.”

I rub my nose against hers and smile, unable to hide how happy she just made me. “No matter what they say. Mine. Forever.”