Page 84 of Kiss Me Forever

“I’m taking my time. Let me take my time.”

“You’re ridiculous. And if you don’t get that cock in me and start moving, I’m going to have to take matters into my own hands.” She leaned down and gripped the base of my cock. I closed my eyes, loving the touch of her small hand over my length. Her fingers could barely wrap around me, and I wanted to be prideful and puff up my chest, but that would force me to move, and I didn’t want to be anywhere else but deep inside her.

“Please. Move.”

“As my lady wishes,” I whispered before shoving home.

She let out a scream, and I latched onto her throat, sucking and nibbling, as I stayed where I was, her pussy fluttering around my cock. I slid my hand between us, my thumb brushing over her clit. And when she came, that sweet cunt of hers squeezing my dick, I nearly joined her.

“You play dirty.”

“Damn straight I do,” I groaned.

“I love what that piercing does.”

“I know you do. You come so prettily around my cock.”

“I don’t know how I could possibly do that being all sweaty, but again, you’re not moving.” She pushed up my shirt and flicked my nipple, tugging at the ring slightly.

I groaned at the flash of pain, leaned down, and bit her lip.

“Ouch,” she said.

“Poor baby. Let me kiss it and make it better.” I licked at the sting before taking her mouth with mine. I ground against her, my cock still deeply embedded as I rotated my hips, using the friction against her clit to nearly send her over the edge again.

“Watch me. Eyes on me.”

“Damn you, Montgomery,” she mumbled, and I smirked, leaning down to take her lips once more. We moved as one, my lips on her breasts, tugging on her nipples. Licking over her collarbone, my hand between us. Hers rested on my shoulders, fingernails digging in. There were no more words, no more thinking, just breathing. Just us. And when I pulled out of her, she whimpered, but I couldn’t help it. I needed more.

“Face the wall. I’ve got you.”

“I know you do.”

I ignored the hitch at that, because I knew what she meant. She pressed her hands against the wall, and I took her hips, sliding deep inside from behind. We both stood there for a moment, a groan escaping, as her body softened to accommodate me.

“That’s it. That’s my girl.”

“Not yours,” she whispered, and I nodded against her, kissing her shoulder.

“That’s a good girl.”

“There you go,” she said, laughter in her tone. Then I moved, one hand tangled with hers against the wall, the other on her hip as I glided in and out of her, a hard and fast rhythm that left no time or moments for words. She came again, clamping on my cock, so I pushed harder, a bruising force that I knew would make us both ache in the morning. But I didn’t care. I needed to mark her, to claim her, to fuck her into oblivion. When I finally came, I gripped both hips and slammed home so hard that she shook against me. My dick twitched as I filled the condom, and I leaned down, breath coming in pants and chest heaving as I tried to formulate words. But there were no words.

Not when it came to Aly.

“Well then, Dash Montgomery. You seem to have reached a new level.”

I snorted, kissing her shoulder again, before sliding out of her. Her pussy practically dragged against me, and I moved my hand to cover her, gently patting her over her cunt.

“You’re swollen. You’re going to hurt tomorrow.”

She turned in my arms and shifted so she pulled her dress to cover those beautiful tits of hers.

“Maybe. If I have to sit on ice because you fucked me too hard, we’re going to have a problem. I have inventory tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes, before I took care of the condom. I twisted it at its top and tossed it in the trash can near us. We were still in her bathroom, not the sexiest place in the world, but it made for easy cleanup. I tucked myself back into my boxer briefs, did up my jeans, and tried to straighten my shirt. We both look wrinkled, rumpled, and like we just fucked.

But it wasn’t the first time. And knowing us, it wouldn’t be the last.