Page 70 of Betrayed in the Dark
Sitting back on my haunches, I glide a hand over her panty-covered ass. “These need to go.” The tear of the lace fabric sounds between us as I rip her panties down the middle, letting the scraps fall to her knees. An aching need fills me as I take in the sight of her soaking wet pussy, glistening with her arousal. “So goddamn pretty.” Taking my cock in one hand, I cover it in the latex and then glide it through her slit, coating it. My other hand grips her hips, holding her against me and not letting her move one damn inch away from me.
“Please, Eli,” she begs so beautifully.
As slowly and as gently as I can manage, I slide inside, one excruciating inch at a time. I feel her tense beneath me, her walls clamping down.
“You’re too big,” she groans into the pillow, her fingers clawing at the sheets.
I smirk. “I thought that was your favorite thing about me.”
She laughs, the sound shooting straight through my chest until she winces uncomfortably.
I slide a hand around her, bringing my palm right over her clit, and begin to rub in a circular motion, giving her just enough pressure to let her body relax beneath me. “Relax, love. I only want to make you feel good.”
She moans as my hand moves faster, her body eagerly accepting each inch of my cock.
I groan, stilling once my whole length resides inside her and pausing not only for her benefit but for mine. She feels too much like a place I haven’t been in a very long time. And I want to savor every second of this. Every second of her. “You feel like…”Home. “You feel so fucking good.” I begin to move, finding arhythm that appeases her body. One that gets her meeting me thrust for thrust. Demanding more from me.
I gaze down where we meet, loving how perfectly we fit together. “You take my cock so well, Princess.” I skim my hand over the back of her thigh and then smack her ass. She whimpers, pushing harder against me. “You’re so needy for my cock, aren’t you, love?”
She nods, her whole body flushing a beautiful shade of pink. “Please, I need… I need…”
“I know what you need.” I grip her hips and fuck her the way she wants and needs in order to see stars.
Rougher, harder, and faster.
“Oh my God,” she screams, her body showing all the signs of an impending orgasm on the horizon.
I slam into her ruthlessly, making up for every lost night together. Nights we should have spent exactly like this wrapped up in heated passion, but instead, spent apart.
“I’m so… I’m right…” Her words drift off her tongue.
Snaking my arm around her stomach, I haul her up, my chest and her back flush together. She looks over her shoulder, her hooded eyes meeting mine. “Kiss me.”
Our lips merge in a fiery desire like two magnets, unable to pull away.
One of my hands cups her breast, my fingers twisting and teasing her hardened nipple. My other hand reaches between her legs, rubbing two fingers over her swollen clit.
Her flushed body shakes in my hands, and I know it’s only a matter of seconds until she unravels.
I break the kiss, watching her features contort in pleasure. “Come for me, Princess,” I whisper against her parted lips.
She screams out as she falls apart in my arms, a beautiful sight my eyes will never forget.
My own release soon follows, and I groan as I empty out every last drop, remembering the only other times I’ve ever felt this euphoric were with her.
Only her.
The calmness to my madness.
Collapsing against the mattress, I pull her against my chest, my lips brushing over her hair. Her fingers intertwine with mine, and she sighs as she snuggles her face into the pillow. Her breathing evens out, and eventually, she falls asleep in my arms.
And for the first time in a long time, everything feels right in the world.
Because for the first time in a long time…she’s mine.
Chapter fifteen
Madeleine
