Page 104 of Hearts Held
Forevermore, Atreyu
As I slowly lay her back on the bed, my pulse picks up in anticipation. Her curly brown hair pillows around her gorgeous face as anticipation builds between us. Feathering my lips across her collarbone, I trace down to her breast and circle her taut nipple with my tongue. Taking it in with my teeth and sucking on the small bud.
Her lovely gasp plays across my ears. Then I release her nipple with a smallpop. I continue to feather kisses across her abdomen. I can feel her yearning grasp within my hair as she pulls on my locks in desperation, forcing my body up to crawl toward her.
Our bodies glide farther onto the bed as our lips meet once more with fervor and our tongues dance. I pullthe black lace panties down her legs as she lifts her hips. Pulling back, I gaze into her eyes as my thumb circles over her clit. Her hooded gaze ignites with pleasure as she lets out a small moan. Then I place a finger inside her, her tight walls already clenching around me.
Slowly pumping my finger in and out of her, still circling her clit with my thumb with just the right amount of pressure, I kiss up her collarbone to the space behind her ear. As I'm rewarded with small gasps.
“Are you well?” I ask sweetly.
“Yes, but I missedyou,” she tells me breathlessly.
With that one statement, I’m unhinged. Our hands are a tangled mess, pulling off each item of clothing. When I’m finally undressed, I brace my forearm near her head and open her legs with my thighs. I brace my cock in one hand and at her entrance. I lower myself as I take one last long kiss before pushing into her.
I swallow her moan with my lips, as I stretch her.
I can feel every inch of her sweet body as it welcomes me, envelops me. She is nothing I had ever felt before. Electricity rides down my spine with every thrust inside her tight cunt.
Lifting my head to watch the ecstasy unfold across her beautiful face, I swipe my thumb along the bottom of her lip, cradling her face as I draw every ounce of pleasure from her. I need to feel more. Ineedto become one with her.
Caressing my hand down her face to her breasts, I pluck her taut nipple, causing a gasp to escape her pouting lips. Continuing the exploration of her soft skin and delectable curves, I curl my hand around her hip, ensuring my fingertips will embed small bruise marks in her porcelain skin.
Her moans drive me absolutely mad as my thrusts become frantic with passion, causing her arms to find purchase on the headboard. She screams my name through the pistoning of my hips. Her eyes close as her gorgeous mouth falls open.
“Look at me,” I growl. She shakes her head defiantly, so I remove my hold on her silky hip and lovingly grasp her face. “Look at me.”
Adoration, guilt and love lie behind her eyes.
“Look at us,” I order, moving her head to see where we are joined. “Say it.”
Her brow furrows in confusion. “What?” she sputters between her ragged breaths, acting as if she doesn’t understand my purpose, the claim I wanted her to make.
“Say you’re mine.” My hold on her perfect cheeks tightens as I turn her face to the side and lick up her neck, causing her body to convulse with satisfaction. Her cunt tightens around me as she orgasms again. Brielle tries to hold back a moan, but her body betrays her, allowing the sweet sound to slip between her lips.
I rear back to look at her, studying each breath she takes, the inner battle she quietly faces between herself and everything that has transpired since.
“I love you,” I confess, “I’ve never wanted anyone before. Only you.”
I wrap one arm underneath her and flip our tangled bodies atop the bed. She squeals at the change in position, her small frame perched atop mine. Her nails bite into my flesh.
As I wrench her claws from my chest, I force her hand around my neck. Her eyes widen as I make her choke me. Grasping her hip with my other hand, I begin my ministrations. My heels find purchase in themattress, as I thrust into herhard, demanding, though I’m slow to provide my point.
“Say…I’m…yours…” I growl between my teeth, each word emphasized by a long thrust of my cock. This position allows me to go deeper, feel every piece of her and drive us to the brink of sanity.
She hesitates, so I grasp her hand tightly within mine, causing my breath to pause.
Brielle’s eyes fight back tears, her face betraying her steel exterior.
Then her body leaves the confines of her mind as she begins riding me. Meeting my thrusts with the wave of her hips. She tightens her hold around my neck, causing my head to spin, as her other hand cradles my cheek. “You’re mine,” she boldly states, as she rides us to oblivion.
Chapter 39: Brielle
Six Months Later
As I pour a warm cup of coffee into a small ceramic mug, the delicious smell welcomes my senses as a small smile escapes me.
I pour another cup, then begin walking toward the back door to our porch.
