“You think I would ever let you leave me?” He thrusts his finger harder and my walls squeeze around him.
“I never said that, Shane,” I breathe. God, he’s so blind sometimes. “Stop putting words into my mouth. I said that I was worried about this always being the way things are for us.”
He goes to argue but I cut him off.
“All of us. Because in case you hadn’t noticed, there is no us without you. There is no me without you,” my words catch on a sob in my throat.
His lips ghost over the shell of my ear as he pushes deeper inside me and wet heat slicks his finger. Then just as quickly, he withdraws his hand and I whimper in frustration.
“Fuck, Jessie,” he groans as he spins me back around to face him. Then he bends his head and presses his forehead against mine.
I place my hands on his beautiful face. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. I never meant to do that, I swear. I know this is what we all do. I just wonder if there might be a future where we don’t have to worry about running into an old enemy every time we leave the house. Not just your enemies, but mine too.” I slide my hands beneath his suit jacket, over his strong abs and onto his back. Pressing myself closer to him, I take comfort in his warmth. “I know you want to fight with me for some reason, but I’m not letting you. Not tonight. You know that I love you and I will be by your side until the end of time.”
He stares down at me, his features softening slightly.
“But I am also kind of disappointed in you right now,” I go on.
His scowl deepens again. “Why?”
“Because I was so ready for you to fuck me in this alleyway,” I say with a grin.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he growls as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his trousers. “You are so getting fucked in this alleyway.”
“Conor will be out here in five minutes,” I giggle.
“Then you’d better come real quick,” he says as he lifts me and wraps my legs around his waist. “Because I believe I owe you one.”
“I think you’re in credit where that’s concerned, don’t worry.” I bite on my lip as he reaches between us and tugs my panties aside before pulling out his thick cock.
He presses his forehead against mine again and his warm breath dusts over my cheek. “Are you wet enough for this because I’m not going to be able to hold back, sweetheart?”
“What do you think?”
“Hmm. You’re always wet,” he laughs darkly before he sinks his cock into my pussy and my walls squeeze around him as I cling to his neck.
“God, Shane,” I moan loudly and the sound echoes around the secluded alleyway.
“I got you, sweetheart,” he growls against my ear and I shiver making him lift his head and stare at me. “Fuck, you’re cold?”
It’s only now that I realize that the cold damp wall is at my back, but I had barely felt it until now.
“I guess,” I whisper as another shiver ripples through me.
“Hold onto me,” he says as he presses me closer to the wall, holding me up with the weight of his body as he starts to slip off his suit jacket. Then he slides it over one of my arms before grabbing me by my ass and lifting me away from the wall so that I can finish putting it on myself.
I smile contentedly as his residual body heat warms my cold skin.
“Better?” he asks.
“Much,” I purr.
He winks at me before pressing my back flat against the wall again. Then he seals his lips against mine, sliding his warm tongue into my mouth and kissing me so hard that he steals all the breath from my body. At the same time, he nails me to the wall with hard, punishing thrusts.
I cling to him, pulling his hair and sinking my fingernails into his skin as I fight to take everything he can give me. Because that’s the thing with me and him — it’s never enough. No matter how hard he fucks me, or how much he gives me, I will always want more.
My inner walls contract around him as he drives harder and deeper, and the familiar warm waves of pleasure start to roll through my thighs and core.
I moan but he swallows the sounds as he refuses to let me up for air. I bear down, grinding myself on him even as he thrusts harder, desperate to take every millimeter of him.