Page 42 of Tormented Bastard
I stayed where I was, only slowing down my motions when she shuddered and her body stopped vibrating. I lifted up and stroked myself, watching her pant and relish in her post-orgasmic glow. The only thought in my head was “Mine.” An overwhelming need to take as much as she’d give me bore down on me, bringing out an animalistic need to mate with her.
“Chase?”
“Right here, baby.”
“That was beyond amazing. But I really need you inside me now.”
She couldn’t move her legs, but she lifted her hips, offering herself to me. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes against the sight, only so that I wouldn’t embarrass myself by coming in my hand.
My girl wanted me inside her, and I was going to give her what she needed.
I moved between her legs and stroked the head against her wet slit, teasing us both. She squirmed and moaned underneath me. “Chase, please…”
I lined up, and with one hard thrust, I was fully seated inside her. I stopped, fighting the need to pull out and slam back into her, because I wanted to just feel her wrapped around me for a minute.
Okay, time’s up.
Biology took over, and I braced my arms beside her head and pulled back before slamming into her hard enough that the headboard banged the wall. I found a rhythm that had her tits bouncing, our moans filling the room.
All I cared about was giving Eden all of me.
At some point, I reached back and untied her ankles so that she could wrap her legs around my waist. That changed the angle, and I was deep in her heat, unraveling quickly. I reached up and grabbed the headboard for better leverage, my hips slamming into her.
“Yes, Chase. Fuck me, harder,” Eden cried out.
Her wish was my command.
I increased the pace, our bodies slapping together in an erotic symphony. I looked down and shoved the blindfold up her face so that I could see her eyes. I needed to see them when she came this time. I needed that connection with her, my name a chant on her lips as another orgasm hit her.
When her nipples hardened and her pussy started to clamp down around me, the tingling in my spine became more like a buzz. She clenched her thighs around my waist as though trying to squeeze the life out of me. I’d die a happy man.
She thrashed her head and chanted my name just as I exploded, spilling everything I had into her.
I saw motherfucking stars. No, check that. I saw motherfucking comets, and I’m pretty sure the Earth moved off its axis.
I closed my eyes and laid my forehead on hers, both of us panting. After a moment, I lifted up and untied her wrists. They were slightly pink from where the fabric had bit into her skin. I brought one to my mouth and kissed it, then the other. “Do they hurt?” I asked, rubbing them with my thumb.
“No, I’m fine,” she whispered, looping her arms around my neck. She pulled me down, and her lips met mine in a soft kiss. “That was…I don’t have any words that describe that.”
“Mind-blowing? Earth-shattering?”
She grinned. “All of the above and then some.” Her grin became a shy smile, and with her finger, she traced my bottom lip before bringing her gaze up to mine. “I’ve missed you.”
My heart swelled, and for a moment I didn’t know if I’d be able to speak without saying all the things I wanted to say to her but knew I couldn’t. It was just sex. And I was damaged goods. Not fit for more than a good fuck.
I needed to remember that, keep this light. Make sure she remembered that too. I should have said something that would take that look out of her eyes. Something along the lines of, “Yeah, my dick missed you too.” Or something equally as douchey. Something the bastard I was would say.
Instead, the words that came out of my mouth were…
“I missed you too. More than you’ll ever know.”
