Page 119 of Pulse
The whole thing was so powerful and the sight of it made my arousal spark even further. He was so dominating, we both were, but I wanted to submit to him and him alone. He was the only man I’ve ever loved and he would be the only man who held the title. This was for life.
“Ash,” I gasped, my elbows shaking with the effort of holding myself up and in position.
He drew back and I felt the head of his cock press into my opening, teasing.
“Please…” I couldn’t take it. I was so aroused, I was bordering on hysterical.
His hands dug into my hips and he pushed into me, sliding his cock deep. I moaned in satisfaction as I pressed my ass back into him, grinding against his pelvis and driving him all in, right to the hilt.
Then he covered me with his body, his hands coming to rest on either side of mine on the mat and he drove his cock into me over and over. Our skin slapped together, our moans mingled and it was so fucking animalistic the whole world fell away and the only thing that mattered was the pleasure we were giving one another.
Ash needed to know I was with him in body, mind and soul. I knew it as his teeth sunk into my shoulder, I knew it as his balls slapped against my thighs, I knew it as I felt the head of his cock strike deep inside my core…I knew it in my heart.
“I’m with you,” I muttered as I reared back into him, meeting his thrusts with my own.
“Spitfire…”
His right hand left the mat and clamped around my breast and kneaded before pinching my nipple hard. Pain tore through my skin, but it was a beautiful pain. I wanted more, but his touch was gone and then his fingers found my clit and started rubbing.
My orgasm swelled hot and hard and when he pinched the ball of nerves, I erupted with a cry. Ash didn’t let up his assault as he thrust hard, increasing the pressure on my clit.
I tightened around his cock, quivering as I came apart harder than I’d ever thought possible.
Holy fucking shit.
Ash grunted and I felt his release pour into me as I used the last of my strength to rear back into him, squeezing and stroking his cock until he straightened up and held me firm. The last of his orgasm emptied into me as my elbows buckled and we fell to the mat, our chests heaving with desperate breaths.
He pulled me to him, chest to chest, our bodies hot and sweaty. He held me for so long without saying anything, that I knew something wasn’t right. He would’ve said something about what we’d just done by now. Something dirty and wicked…but he just clutched me against his chest, his lips against my forehead.
“Why do I feel like you’re saying goodbye?” I whispered.
Ash tightened his grip, warmth spreading through me. “I’m saying goodbye to our old life.”
I sighed and couldn’t help thinking that that wasn’t it.
“No matter what happens tomorrow,” he went on, “know that I love you Ren. Always.”
“That sounds like a goodbye.”
His hands trailed up my back, caressing my skin, before tangling in my hair. His green eyes met mine and there was something there that put me on edge.
“Tell me,” he murmured, his lips moving toward mine.
“I love you.”
He covered my mouth with his, the tip of his tongue caressing along my lip. I sighed into him, my body coming alive again at his touch. As he swept his tongue against mine I couldn’t help feeling this overwhelming sadness. I should be on top of the world and building Ash up for his fight tomorrow night. Not this…whatever this was.
It felt like a goodbye to me.
