Page 71 of Reclaimed

But this is different. With her, everything is different. We’re a roller coaster cresting the peak without breaks, about to enter a devastating freefall.

Her hips undulate on my hand, taking me deeper with each forward stroke. I crook them and rub against the front wall, feeling the way she tightens and the liquid pooling in my palm. I relish at the way she trembles from my touch alone.

Cool air hits my cock as she parts my jeans and rolls down the band of my underwear.

“Oh my god, Aiden.”

My gaze shoots to her face, only to find her staring intently at my lap. “What?”

“What do you mean what? You didn’t tell me you were carrying an actual Maglite in your pants.”

A sharp huff of laughter breaks free. “It’s not that big.”

“Your fingers are buried in my pussy right now. Does it feel like you’re going to be able to fit this in there?”

On the next inward glide, I add a third finger. “If you’re worried, I’ll just have to prepare you a bit more.”

Her head falls back and she bites her lip as she rocks on my hand. “That feels so good.”

“I have something that will feel even better.”

“Yes.” Her cinnamon eyes find mine in the waning light. “Please fuck me. Sleeping next to you has been literal torture.”

The bottom falls out of my stomach. This is happening.

Fuck!

Sweat beads on my upper lip, and with one final swipe against her clit, I withdraw my fingers from between her thighs.

“You’re sure?”

Her palms curl around the sides of my neck as she strokes her thumb along the light stubble covering my jaw. “I’ve never been more sure.”

“This isn’t a random fuck for me, starshine.” My heart hammers a staccato rhythm in my chest. If she were to move her palms any lower, she’d feel it thunder beneath her hands.

“It’s not for me either, Aiden.”

I lift my hips as she curls her fingers into the top of my jeans and yanks them beneath my ass. This is going so fast. Oh, god. She wraps her palm around my shaft and strokes me long and firm, the tight grip making me impossibly harder. I should tell her. Before. She deserves a chance to back out before I reach the point of no return. Or come on her hand if she keeps stroking me like that.

Rising on her knees, she positions herself over me. The heat of her dripping cunt radiates against the tip of my dick. A mere inch separates us.

“Isla.” I squeeze her hips and she stops with her lips opening above the crown. For the first time in my life, my dick is touching a wet pussy.

I whimper.

Her gaze snaps to mine, a feral lust present that I feel within my own.

“I’ve never—fuck,” I moan as she sinks down a torturesome inch.

“You might be too big, Aiden.”

“It’ll fit, starshine,” I bite out. “It was made to fit.”

She flattens her palm to the center of my chest.

“Wait.” I grip her wrist and try to tell her again.

“I can’t.” Her lashes flutter. “You feel too good. I’ve been dreaming about this.”

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