She shook below me, legs quivering and walls still spasming around my fingers. Sliding into her wet heat was like coming home. I tried not to constantly moan “I’m sorry” into her shoulder as I pounded into her.
She wrapped her legs around me, and her arms clung around my neck. “Trask, please.”
“I know baby, I know.” I sat up on my knees, gripping her hips with both hands and pulling her against me. I slammed my cock into her pussy, groaning each time I bottomed out. I’d wanted to do this slowly. But I couldn’t. I was fucking pissed. I was angry with myself, angry for letting her down. I was angry at my parents for putting me in a box. I was angry at Jude for leaving me. And I was angry at Eliza for running away.Never again.
“Say you’re mine,” I said. I reached between us, rubbing her clit in slow circles despite my frantic pounding into her.
“Are you going to leave me?” she asked, face flushed.
“Never. Now say you’re mine.”
“I’m going to hurt you.” She echoed my earlier words. “I won’t mean to.”
“I know,” I said, slowing my thrusts. I wrapped a hand around her throat. “Now say you’re mine while you have enough air in your lungs to get those pretty little words out.”
She shivered under me. “I’m yours.”
“And I’m yours.” I resumed my pace, licking my fingers before pressing them against her clit.
“Oh my god,” she shuddered, eyes rolling back into her head. “Cum in me. Please.”
I kissed her, devouring her sweet lips, rutting into her sweet pussy, and squeezing her neck. When she was right on the edge, I let go. I thrust into her, hard and fast. Her back arched and when I felt her walls clamp down on me, I let go, pouring myself into her.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she moaned, legs twitching. She shuddered and clung to me. I sucked and bit at her shoulder, eventually rolling over and pulling her to my side.
“You know I love you, right?”
She nodded.
“Words, Eliza.”
“I know. And I love you.” She sighed, snuggling closer to me. “Can we just forget the last two weeks ever happened?”
I laughed, kissing her. “No. Some of the best things happened these last weeks. Some soul searching on my part. Accepting the internship of my dreams. Reuniting with my girl. You published a book. You moved out. You fucking passed algebra—”
“—a miracle, really.”
“Us going on a road trip. I don’t want to forget.”
She nodded, eyes drooping, breathing getting heavier. “Trask. What happened to your hands?”
“Noticed that?” I chuckled.
“Looks like you got in a fight.”
I pulled her closer to me. “I did. I saw Donnie. He said some things. One thing led to another.”
She tensed. “Did you win?”
I scoffed. “I am offended you even have to ask. The dude will be needing to have weekly appointments with a dentist for the rest of his life.”
She ran her delicate hands over my bruised and scabbed hands. “Thank you.”
“Eliza?”
“Hmmm?”
“You have a family with me.”