Page 26 of Forever

She’d asked me to take away her pain. I kept my eyes trained on her as I pushed her backward against the tile wall. I paused, my breath hot against her pussy and watched her chest rise and fall. Yeah, I knew exactly what my girl liked.

I grabbed her hips and thrust my tongue inside of her. She was so fucking wet for me. So soft. So sweet.

Her fingers tangled in my wet hair as my tongue swirled faster.

I lifted one of her thighs over my shoulder to get better access. I moved my lips to her clit and sucked. Hard.

“Matt.” She grabbed the collar of my dress shirt to pull me up.

I raised my eyebrow at her and stayed on my knees. “Did you want something?”

“You.”

“You know I like when you tell me exactly what you want.” I circled her clit with my thumb as I looked up at her.

“I want your cock inside me.”

“Hmm.” I leaned forward and licked her pussy again. “Where exactly? Because I can think of a few places…” I gripped her ass cheek in my hand.

She groaned in frustration. “Matt if you don’t fuck me right this second I’m going to lose my mind.”

I’d definitely distracted her from her pain. And she didn’t need to tell me twice. I stood up and grabbed her hands, putting them on the waistband of my tuxedo pants. She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants as I tried to get my dress shirt off. The fabric was too wet and clingy though and just stuck to my arms as more water fell on my shoulders.

She laughed as she tried to push my wet pants and boxers down my hips.

Fuck this.

I pulled my pants down just enough to free my cock and grabbed her thighs, lifting her legs around my waist. I slammed her back against the tile wall as I thrust inside of her.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Like my cock was the only thing that could soothe her.

Her sweet cunt was the only thing that could soothe me too. Especially when she gripped me likethat.

I sucked on the side of her neck, marking her flesh.

Mine.

As she pulled me closer, I felt the ring on her finger on the back of my neck.

Mine.

I slammed into her harder.

She’d always be mine.And I’d never let anything happen to her.

I pictured the hole in Locatelli’s forehead and closed my eyes tight. I’d always do anything to protect her. Even if it made me sick to my stomach. I thrust into her faster. The harder I fucked her, the better I felt. The easier it was to breathe. The less blood I saw in my mind.

And there was something really satisfying about taking her in James’ shower. Brooklyn was mine.All mine.I moved one of my hands to her left breast and squeezed. And no one was allowed to touch her like this but me.

I was done feeling like I wasn’t good enough for her. Like I wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted me. For me.

Her fingers dug into the muscles of my back, trying to pull me even closer.

She wanted my cock.

My body against hers.

My love.

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