Page 98 of Stumped

He spins me and I set my hands on the wall as he gathers my hair off my neck. His mouth moves along my shoulder and neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin. With a tug of my hair, my head tips back and he nips at my throat.

“I like you like this, all wet and needy.”

“Not if you don’t give me what I want.”

He licks up my neck and bites my earlobe as his other hand slides down my body, tracing my waist and hips before coming around the front. He squeezes my stomach and drags it down between my thighs where I’m embarrassingly wet.

“So fuckingdrenched.”

I whimper at the timbre of his voice and gasp when he teases my slit with two fingers and pushes them inside. I’m shaking, stretching up onto my toes as I try to steady myself. He curls his fingers and I press my forehead against the wall, my breath choppy.

“Stop,” I cry out and he does, pulling his fingers away instantly. “Fuck, no. I meant…”

“I know, peaches. You want me to fuck you.”

“Please,” I whine, pushing my ass against him.

His hands smooth over my hips as he adjusts me—one foot nudging my legs apart some more—and flattens against my back. I can still feel the cotton of his boxers as he touches me everywhere, mapping my body.

“I need to get a condom,” he grumbles and I shake my head.

“Don’t you dare leave me like this. You can pull out.”

“Vera…”

“Fuck, come inside me for all I care. Just don’t go.”

I’m on the pill and I can get Plan B in the morning. He needs to be inside me already. There’s rustling and his front is at my back, his cock slipping between my thighs. I moan, rubbing myself against him while trying to balance in this position. His hand comes around my hips and I press my head into the wall as he guides himself to my slit. The tip brushes against me and I shiver, his cock slides through my wetness and both of us moan. He pulls back slightly, hands gripping my hips tight, fills me in one hard thrust. My eyes roll back and I push onto my toes, the walls of my pussy clenching around him.

“Oh fuck, fuckfuck, Vera,” he chants and I whimper in response.

It’s too much,too goodand I’m too full, too close to the edge already.

His mouth latches onto my shoulder as he fucks me with punishing thrusts. My body trembles with the amount of pleasure surging through me. I reach back for his hair with one hand, dragging his mouth to mine as I turn my head. The kiss is a clash of teeth at first, before our lips part and tongues dart out to touch and tangle. It’s rough and filthy, like the sex. I don’teven care if we’re making a mess, because I’m having the most out of body experience and I don’t want it to stop.

I pull at his hair as he thrusts deep and hits the right spot. His hand wraps around my throat and fingers press against the sides as the kiss breaks, our breaths mingling as he continues to fuck me. This untamed, wild version of ourselves is different, but it feels so good.

“Vera,” he breathes out my name and my body tightens. Then we’re both coming, my pussy clenching around him as he empties into me with hot spurts. He releases my throat and we collapse together, his weight pressed into my back. “I fucking love you.”

I laugh softly. “I love you too.”

Thirty-Two. Mine

Vera

“So you’re certain we have nothing to worry about?”

I nod, but Zahira responds. “A hundred percent. We handled it as soon as it came up and it’s resolved.”

“How long was the article circulating?”

“Forty-eight hours, give or take,” I reply. “The tabloid cycle is short and the minute something else happens, they move on.”

“Any impact on the business?”

“Not at this stage.”

“It’s only been four days since everything ended, so we should give it time.”

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