She lifts her head and laughs, but soon, her eyes are rolling in the back of her head.
“And keep rolling those eyes, love. I’ll keep fucking you.”
She pushes down harder on my dick, clenching that already-tight pussy of hers. “Christ almighty, how do you know just how to move with me? No one’s ever fucked me like this.” Fire crawls up my spine, and my balls ache, bringing me close to the edge of an explosive orgasm. “I’m gonna come soon, love. Are you close?”
“Aye.” I love that she speaks like me, sounds like me, although she looks nothing like me. Still, in this moment, she’s mine. All fucking mine.
“Eyes on me, love. Look at me when you come. I’m so fucking close. Drag me over the edge with you,” I hear myself beg. I know the sound of my voice when I’m about to give away my soul.
Darcy’s cunt sears with heat and drenches my cock at the same time. She opens her eyes, and they’re glassy as fuck.
“That’s right, love. Come on my dick. Cream all over it. Every part of me belongs to you,” I grind out through clenched teeth, feeling my dick pulse uncontrollably.
“I’m coming,” she moans. Her tight pussy squeezes even harder around me, if that’s possible. I’m digging my fingers into her bare ass so brutally I’m sure to leave a mark.
“Fuckin’ aye, I’m coming, too.” I can’t breathe as the best orgasm I think I’ve ever had storms through every corner of my body.
I find Darcy’s lips, and we kiss through the wreckage of what we’ve allowed our relationship to turn into. A shitshow of sinful lust by animals who can’t control themselves.
Darcy is right there with me, toe to toe, shoulder to shoulder, falling into the depths of hell with me. No…forme. All while I keep thrusting to get every last drop of my cum inside her. Holy fuck, that was a lot. I’ve marked her forever as mine.
Sorry, Kieran.
We lose our breath. We lose our minds until it’s over, and she climbs down off my dick.
“Thank you,” she whispers, with her head against my chest. “For everything.”
“You’re welcome, love.” I breathe easy having her close.
Then I shut down because I have a family to protect, and I can’t do it feeling this way.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Darcy
Sadiecrieswhensayinggoodbye to my parents. To lessen the blow, I promised if she hates Astoria, we’d come home. Although, Ewan knocking the pan out of Callum suggests I might not be able to keep that promise.
With a changeover in Amsterdam, the entire trip takes a grueling eleven hours. Luckily, Sadie sleeps for most of that leg of the trip, straight through to John F. Kennedy Airport in New York, snuggled between Ewan and me.
The sun had set when the plane makes its final decent. Ewan leans over, pulling Sadie against his chest. “I love this approach. You can see the entire city.”
I’ve seen pictures and movies about New York. Nothing compares to flying over these skyscrapers and seeing all the lights below me like the way the stars sparkle against the lake at night. The plane banks left and sails over a river with three bridges.
Three bridges!
“How much traffic does this city have?” I whisper, not wanting to sound like a bumpkin.
Ewan scoffs. “You’ll never have to worry about traffic. Kieran will drive you around or send you in a limo.”
“How will I get to my job?” When my eyes reach his, they reveal something left unsaid. After he looks down, I say, “I won’t be able to work, will I?”
“That’s up to you and Kieran.” Something catches in his throat. “He wants to start a family.” Ewan strokes Sadie’s cheek. “Consider it a blessing that you get to be a stay-at-home mum for her and your future wee ones.”
With a nod, he attempts to sit back, but I grab his jacket.
He looks at my lips and says, “Darcy…”
“Please. One last kiss.” I glance down at Sadie, still passed out.