Page 37 of Between Now & Heartbreak

Her thighs are spread wide enough for me to fit into the apex of them and I sink into the plush heat of that yields to the urgent press of my need.

I pull my mouth from hers, and she cups my face to guide it back.

“Can I?” I breathe against her lips. I slip my fingers past the cotton gusset of her panties as soon as the “y” in her gasped “yes” starts to form on her lips.

Her pussy is hot, wet, clinging silk gripped tight around my fingers. She rides my hand, and I press deeper into her, until I feel her quiver.

“Carter, oh God. Inside, I need it, so bad.” Her words are interspersed with gasps and whimpers that seal our fate. My dick jumps onto the same track as my mind, and I’m mindless with the need to get inside of her.

“I’m going to take care of you.”

I use my free hand to undo my fly. She shoves my jeans down my hips and before I have a chance to brace myself, she wraps her small hand around my dick and gives it long slow stroke that makes my balls tingle.

“Oh fuck,” I groan and pitch forward a little, pressing her deeper into the wall.

“I love that I can do that to you,” she says in my ear.

Our lips find each other again and this time, the kiss savage.

She guides me to her and I push forward until her body makes an easement for mine, I slip inside her.

The feel of her wet cunt fills me with relief.

We’re finally going to do this.

She’ll be mine in every way.

For now.My conscience tries to cut through.

I’m not gentle when I thrust into her. Her back arches and she lets loose a little scream that curls my fucking toes.

She a tight fit, but it’s so fucking perfect, and once I’m inside her, I don’t ever want to leave. I move in short, hard thrusts.

She tightens her arms around my neck and I press deeper.

She’s so sweet and hungry and hot.

She’s calling my name, rocking her hips to try to pull my dick deeper into her body.

Like she knows it belongs there.

“Carter, I’m so full.”

“Fuck yeah, you are. Do you like it?” I pant against her mouth.

“So much.”

“I’m going to fuck you until your pussy curves to my dick. I want you to ache for days.”

“I’vebeenaching. I’ve missed you.” She’s panting and gasping, but I canhearsmile in her voice.

I pull my head back, so I can see her face. My heart skips a beat and vengeance is the last thing on my mind. Wisps of hair stick to her cheeks, her lips are swollen and cherry red from my kisses.

She’s a vision.

I don’t care what promises she’s made. Obviously, her body and heart - I can see it clear as day every time I look into her eyes – don’t care about those promises either.

I wish I could rewrite everything…so that we couldbeeverything.

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