“It’s not forever.” His words are meant to be endearing, but they’re the exact opposite, because they’re empty of the truth.
“It is forever, though. Unless we want to be condemned to a life as a deserter and a target for the members,it is forever.”
Crew sighs heavily, reaching for my hands. “Then I guess we have no choice, do we?”
“No. We don’t.”
He pulls me down on top of him, my body blanketing his. "You know what’s more important to me than a pact or an oath?” I raise my brows at his question. “You. I won’t let them come between us again, Scar.”
My lips twitch with a smile. “Promise?”
Fingers weave into my hair, pulling my head down to his. Our foreheads rest against one another’s. “I promise.”
A wide grin grows on Crew’s face as his fingers dance up my leg. Our mouths connect magnetically and goosebumps cascade down my body. No one has ever made me feel the way Crew does from just a single touch. When I’m with him, I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Everything about the past year escapes my mind and I’m back to the place we were before it all went to hell. Back to a time when our secret was safe and no obstacles stood in our way.
“I love you,” he whispers against my lips, and I inhale his single breath.
My heart swells, and I want to stay in this moment for an eternity. “I love you, too.”
No matter what happens going forward, I trust that Crew will be there. On my side. In my corner.
Bypassing my tee shirt, Crew slips his hand beneath a cup of my bra. My stomach tightens and I arch my back, seeking any friction he will give me. When his cock grinds against my leg, I moan into his mouth. “I need you.”
His response is a smirk and a nibble on my bottom lip. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” He climbs on top of me, blanketing my body with his, while sliding up and down, his erection a tease against my core.
My hands cradle his head. Fingers combing through his thick, messy hair. “You. Inside me.” Our mouths part and I slide my tongue inside, wrapping it around his, wanting to hold it hostage until he gives me exactly what I need.
With my legs straight beneath him, I bring one up, then the other, until he’s settled between my thighs.
I deepen this kiss, my heart in a race against his. I can feel it pounding into my chest, overpowering the butterflies that are swarming through my stomach.
I want it to always be like this. Those feelings that I can’t ignore. The dire need to have him closer when he’s literally lying on top of me.
Crew gets on his knees that are pressed between my legs. He moves his hands behind me, levitating my back off the bed.
His soft sage eyes stare back into mine.Take me, Crew. Own me.
My shirt is the first to go, then my bra. Crew leans forward, taking the bud of my nipple in his mouth. His teeth graze my sensitive flesh and I whimper. He moves to the next one before his mouth presses to mine again. Gently, I’m laid back down, and he disappears down my body, ridding me of my shorts and quickly finding that I’m not wearing any panties.
“Mmm,” he hums into the crease between my legs, “I’ve missed this view.”
I close my eyes, licking my lips when his mouth forms an O and he kisses my pussy. His tongue darts out, flicking my clit, and I grab a fistful of his hair, guiding him where I want him while riding his face.
He sticks a finger inside me, then another. “You taste so fucking good.” The stubble of his face scratches against my inner thighs, but I fucking love it. My man feasting on me like I’m his favorite dessert.
Two fingers curl, pumping inside me. My hips rise and fall as electricity courses through my body. “Crew,” I cry out, knowing how much he likes it when I say his name.
“That’s right, baby. Come for me.”
His head lifts and he watches as he fingers me. Moving faster, digging deeper, and I lose all control. “Oh god.” I lift my ass off the bed. My stomach clenches, walls tightening as I squeeze his fingers.
I’m in a state of euphoria as I come down from my high. Crew pulls his fingers out and removes his clothes. My legs part for him, wrapping around his hips, and the next thing I know, he’s filling me back up with his cock. His sticky fingers squeeze my waist, his chest elevated over mine.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, before kissing my mouth and giving me a taste of myself.
His cocks swells inside me while I inch farther up on the bed until my head is banging into the headboard. Over and over again.
Shrills of ecstasy tear through my vocal cords.