“You’re going to fucking come, aren’t you?” I hear him smile as he pulls his fingers out, his cock too, leaving me empty. Frustration flares and I huff into the bed. So close!! Goddamn it!!
“You’re a fucking asshole.” I pant, trying desperately to get a handle on my breathing.
Our last night and together and he wants to spend it torturing me?
He spits on me.
Then on himself. With the head of his penis, he spreads his saliva around my ass, the very tip pressing into my opening. He drapes his large body over mine and wraps and arm around my chest, holding me close. I shiver as his breath blows by my ear, labored and thick with lust.
“I’ll go slowly.” He pants, his voice thick and gruff. “I’ll stretch you out a little bit.”
He pushes my thighs apart even further and wraps his other arm around my hips, pushing my ass up.
I grit my teeth and hold my breath as he tilts his hips and pushes his way into my ass. I hiss as I stretch to accommodate him, the burn almost unbearable. To ease me, he plants a soft kiss on the side of my head. It’s enough. It’s enough for me to want to keep going.
“Fucking hell.” He swears, pausing in his thrust. “I’m going to come already.”
He lifts my hips, allowing enough space for my hand to snake under. “Rub your pussy, baby.”
I reach for my clit, desperate to ease the swollen pressure building up in my core. For the last time, my orgasm shows itself in the distance. I rub myself, hard and fast. I shiver and shudder, making Jai curse into my ear. His harsh breathing tells me a lot. He’s close to coming. He’s desperately holding on. My hips flex, meeting his with every powerful thrust he throws at me.
“Faster.” I beg, reveling in the pressure, the pain, the pleasure, as his cock slips in and out with ease.
“You want my come?” He groans out, dropping his forehead against my shoulder as he tugs on my hips with his insanely tight grip.
“I want it.”
He fucks me harder—faster—until I’m not sure if my organs are in the same place they were before we started.
Pushing up, Jai rears back and slaps me hard on the ass. I yelp as he sends me hurtling toward my orgasm at a speed unknown to any man.
“It’ll be my name you give when someone asks you if you’ve ever been fucked in the ass. You’ll tell them you were head over heels in love with me.”
He spanks me again.
“Yes—fuck. Jai...” I moan.
He growls, deep in his chest. “I guarantee you’ll be thinking about this every night for the rest of your fucking life.”
My orgasm hits me with the force of an asteroid, crushing me into a million tiny pieces. I thrust forward to get away, only to rub myself against my dripping fingers. Shuddering, I thrust backwards, only to get slammed by his huge cock with extreme vigor. His groans surround me—his curse words pierce me—my name a shot of pure arousal on the tip of his tongue. The more he comes, the easier it is for him to slip in and out, and the less burn I feel. My toes are curled, my stomach knotted, and I lay dazed, face down on the bed in the aftermath of the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt.
In the aftermath of his own orgasm, Jai plants soft kisses along my shoulder and down my back. His sweat is cold against my skin—as I’m sure mine is against his. I don’t know how long we wait in this position, but however long, it’s still not enough.
Jai slips out and falls on his side, making the bed bounce and my ass jiggle. I roll over to look him in the face. Shadows obscure him for the most part, but I see him analyzing me.
“I didn’t hurt you?” He asks, glancing down the length of my body.
I shake my head, swallowing hard to gather a second to catch my breath. I want it to be like this forever. Me and him.
Us against the world
“I do love you.” I pant, swiping damp hair from my forehead. “I do.’
Thirteen
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Smooth
Jai
I run the palm of my hand between her breasts, down her tummy, and snake it between her thighs, forcing all the soap and water to wash down to the floor. She soaps my chest, running her fingers along every rise and depression. It feels nice to appreciate her like this after she let me into her body. We never got to take the time to appreciate each other in the tunnels. We fucked quickly, usually clothed, and that was the end of it. Here, I see all of her. From the scar on her left ankle to the spattering of light freckles on her cheeks. She is perfection.
My perfection.
Today is a bitter pill to swallow. Now that it’s here, I realize I never got to enjoy her enough. I haven’t spoiled her...I haven’t taken her places she’s never been...and it’s all about to come to an end. Why couldn’t I have found her before this? Why couldn’t I have found her before Tommy field—before all of the other useless men before me?
I want her. I want her now, back then and in the future.
Mine. All mine.
“I want to come with you.” She mutters, her shoulders relaxing from the tense hold she’s had them in this whole time.
I stop caressing the skin around her belly button and flick my stare to hers. Her fierce irises burn with desperation. They plead with me, beg me to adhere to her wishes. There’s no way she’s coming to Skull’s compound—no fucking way—and I know that’s exactly what she’s asking.
“Are you out of your mind? I’m not taking you there.”
Emily drops her hands from my chest and smooths them over her head, forcing her hair into place.
“Please don’t leave me here. I can’t stand it.” She steps closer. “I want to be there—where you are.”
“You’re safer here.” I turn my back to her and step into the hot stream of water, ending the conversation.
Or at least I intended it to end the conversation. Naturally, Emily refuses to accept my final word. A stubborn little thing, as I’ve always said. She swings around my body, stopping in front of me with her arms crossed tightly under her breasts. I remember when I slid my cock between them. God...that was sexy. She ducks low for a moment, forcing my eyes from her lovely breasts to her face.
“I feel safer with you, Jai.” Her eyes glisten. “Please. Don’t make me wait in the dark by myself. Not again.”
I close my eyes and sink into the stream, letting it blast into my hair and roll down my face. What’s the worst that could happen? Huss will be in the car with her and he knows the times and signals to flee if anything goes wrong. He could take her with him...if she’s already in the car he can’t pussy out and abandon her here all alone.
I lean away from the jets and brush my hands over my face, clearing any excess water.
“Fine.” I say, opening my eyes. “You can come with us, but you stay in the car and you do what Huss tells you. If—”
“Thank you! Thank you!” She bounces toward me.
“Listen.” I grip her shoulders, preventing her from wrapping her excited little arms around my waist. “If I don’t make it back you leave. All right? You don’t get to come looking for me. You don’t get to go on a rampage.”
Her excitement dulls and she pulls her arms back into her chest, as if they work as extra protection for her heart. “I can’t just leave if you don’t come back.”
Her voice cracks and it’s the exact emotion I want her to avoid going into this thing tomorrow night. I might die. I might not make it back to her. The thought fucking terrifies me, but I can’t act on it. I can’t let it consume me. I need to have a clear head for my brother—for Ted and Huss.
For her.
“If you don’t promise me, Kitten. You’re not coming.”