“I want to come inside you, beautiful,” I admit as I return to her mouth. “I want to give you everything. But I know I can’t.”
She moves her hips, riding my cock and grinding against my fingers. “I want you to come in me.”
I grit my teeth and force my orgasm to stay back, because fuck, those words from her lips are almost too much.
“Bells,” I warn. “If I do this, you’remine. Do you understand? Mine,forever.”
She leans up and kisses me. “I’m yours. Come in me.”
Fuuuuuuuck. I stroke her clit faster as I take her mouth roughly.
With a gasp, she claws my shoulders. I feel the moment her body starts to release, and when my name passes her lips on a moan, I push all the way inside and let go. My orgasm hits so hard that I groan against her lips as I spill inside her. Each wave of her moans pulls another burst of cum from me, and her cunt squeezes me until I collapse, my body spent and my heart full.
I kiss her neck as she pants, her hands running up and down my back, and I tell her the truth. “Bells, I love you.”
12
BELLS
Ismile as I start to wake up. My cheek is resting on his very hard chest. I want to wake up like this for the rest of my life. His fingers drift up and down my back. The roughness of them across my bare skin lights up my body, and I feel myself begin to get wet. I’m sprawled on top of him, using him as my bed.
“You’re sore.” His hand grips my hip, holding me in place. “You’ve got to stop wiggling on me.”
“Wiggling?” I let out a small laugh as I lift my head to look at him. His lips are a touch swollen. I can feel mine are too. I get lost in his kisses every time. He makes everything else fade away when I’m with him. I’m not thinking of all the things I should be doing. I’m only focused on him and how he makes me feel.
“Yeah, you wiggle. When you start doing it, I know what you want.”
“You,” I say as my smile grows bigger. I’m pretty sure I’d heard him say that he loved me before I passed out. Then again, I might have dreamed it. He still hasn't brought up the fact that I’m supposed to be leaving soon. He declared that I was his forever before he came inside me. We both knew what that meant. I wanted all of him.
“Only me.” He rolls and pins me to the bed. I wrap my legs around him, then lift my hips to rub my sex against his cock. He was right, though. I can feel that I’m sore, but I don’t care. The connection I felt to him when he made love to me was all-consuming. “Forever.” He drops his mouth down onto mine.
“Barrow, I need you.” My fingers are now running up and down his back.
“You’re sore,” he says again through gritted teeth, but as he says it his cock slides down farther to press against my opening.
“You’re a tease.”
He lets out a deep chuckle that makes my heart flutter. “You’re the tease, beautiful. You wiggled all over me while you were sleeping. I was trapped under you.”
This time it’s me that laughs. “I’m pretty sure it was you who put me on your chest.” He pulled me on top of him when I’d started to fall asleep. He locked his arms around me and guaranteed I wasn't going anywhere.
I wiggle again. “I can’t stop the wiggling. I don’t control it.” My body takes over when it comes to him, wanting the pleasure it knows he can give.
He slowly presses the head of his cock inside of me but doesn’t go any further. He begins to make shallow thrusts in and out. “I can’t resist you. I know I should let you rest, but you feel so damn good wrapped around my cock. You were made for me, beautiful.”
I whimper as that deep ache inside me comes rushing back. It’s an ache that I’ve never felt before him. I know he’s the only one that can get it to stop.
“You win, beautiful,” he growls out as he thrusts inside of me.
“Yes.” I lift my hips, matching his thrusts. He stares down at me, his eyes never leaving my face. I can see he’s fighting for control.
“Touch yourself. Play with your clit.”
My hand slips between us as I do as he ordered. I’m already so damn close to coming.
“Need you to come on my cock, beautiful. Need to feel that sweet cunt squeezing me as I spill every last drop of me inside of you.”
The orgasm rocks through me. I cry out his name and feel the warmth of his release.