Page 15 of The #2 Guy

I quickly run to the keypad by the backdoor punching in the code to close the sixteen-foot-high iron gates. She can’t get through without killing herself. On bare feet, I run down the drive. The sound of squealing brakes urging me faster. I reach the car, ripping the door open. She fights me. Clawing and scratching my bare skin. I have no choice but to drag her back, restraining her arms like an anaconda.

“Stop.”

“I can’t! I hate you! I hate that I want you! That I almost fell in love with you! I hate that Only you make me come so hard!”

Our hearts pound like war drums. So much confusion is between us. “Let’s just get this over with.” I drag her face to mine, conquering her mouth. She screams into my kiss, biting my tongue. The taste of my blood flaming the fire. I pull her down in the grass, ripping her shirt apart. I release my cock, nudging it against her soaked fold. “Say it! Say you want me. Need me, like no other,” I rasp. My fingers dig into the wet earth. It’s barely forty degrees but we’re both burning the fuck up. She spreads her legs, no longer fighting against me but fighting to get me inside her. Her nails bite into my biceps, her mouth is open and parted. Her eyes are glassy with lust for me. I lean down on my elbows, tease her lips with a kiss then move my mouth down her neck. One hand strokes down her body while my lips settle on a nipple. She moans, wriggling under my ministrations. I want her soaked. Begging. Then I’m gonna fuck the shit outta her until there’s no doubt left just who her king is.

“Please. I need you deep inside me. Like you used to…,”

I take the meaty head of my cock into one hand, guiding into her slick channel. We both hiss at how good it feels. Once I’m rooted all the way in, I grunt pausing for a moment. Her legs wrap around my waist. She’s so friggin’ tight. I was the last man to touch her, to bury his dick in this tight pussy and that knowledge has my dick twitching and ready to release just from the heady thought.

“I’ve missed you, babe.” My teeth sink into the soft skin by her collarbone as I gyrate my hips. One hand moves under her ass moving close to the backdoor. I grin as she gasps just wondering how dirty I’ll be on our reunion.

“You wanna come hard, babe? Like the old days.”

“Please, John. I need you—need this…”

I growl low against her throat before lifting my head to meet her eyes. “I’d kill for you. I’d die for you. Never betray my love again. You might not love me now, but I swear you will. I’m gonna plant my babies right here,” my thumb skims her flat tummy. My words make her wetter and my cock sinks deeper. I’m home and I am never leaving again. Blood roars in my head at the sight of my woman under me. I pound into her over and over until the beast inside me releases. “Mine!” I roar collapsing on top of her.

She convulses in my arms and I kiss the top of her head. No one is taking her from me again. Love is love. And I’ll take hers anyway I can get it.

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