Page 92 of Bountiful
“Fuck,” he cursed. Then I heard a tearing sound—stitches giving way. A second later my panties fell off, and thick fingers forked between my legs, finding slickness.Yes. I bore down on that sweet friction and whimpered as my body lit upeverywhere.
He took my mouth in anotherhardkiss.
Artlessly, I hooked a leg around his hip. He tugged on the fabric of my dress, lifting it further. Then finally he lifted me off the ground bymyhips.
Oh, yesplease.
My legs closed around him as my back connected with the door again. I panted into his mouth as we struggled to align ourselves for what we both needed. But it wasn’t easy. Desperation and coordination didn’t always gotogether.
They had earlier tonight, though, when Dave had yanked me into the carrightbefore that truckcould—
I shuddered inhisarms.
“Hey, I got you,” hegroundout.
And he did. The blunt tip of his cock found me and the breach was swift and shocking. “Ah!” I cried out as he filled me completely. I was impaled on him, pinned against the door, heartthudding.
We were nose to nose. Everything stopped for a moment, except for my racing pulse and our heavybreathing.
Clear eyes blinked into mine. “Zara,” he breathed. “Sweetheart.”
I closed my eyes and lunged into a kiss. I levered my shoulder blades against the door and thrust my hips.Move, my body said to his.Fuckme.
With a groan, he did. Bracing me against the wall, he set a hungry pace. I wrapped myself as tightly around him as I could and took it. There was no room to maneuver, and I didn’t care. I just held on and let him bounce me on his cock. It was wild and ugly and beautiful and exactly what Ineeded.
Weconsumedeach other, and I forgot to beafraid.
It was fast and crazy, and his groans let me know that it wouldn’t last forever. Every thrust was more feverish than the last, and his desperation was contagious. I felt it building, and I opened my eyes so I wouldn’t miss a thing. His rugged jaw tightened, then he looked right into my soul. His hands dug into the flesh of my ass, and he groanedagain.
My body answered him. The first clench of my climax made me gasp. He covered my mouth with his own and then shuddered, planting himself deeply onemoretime.
I felt his cock pulse inside me, and it turned my limbs into liquid, helplessthings.
Dave made a deeply satisfied sound just before I buried my face in his neck and burst intotears.
Dave
Zara was crying and shaking and clearly we’d both lost ourminds.
I eased her to her feet and disconnected us. “Hey, now,” I whispered. “You’re all right.” But I don’t know which of us I was trying toconvince.
After hastily tucking myself back into my unzipped pants, I scooped Zara up into my arms. Then I carried her farther into the apartment, finding her darkened bedroom and setting her onthebed.
She buried her face in her hands and tried to sob more quietly. Her dress was hanging off her shoulder, so I unzipped the back of it and eased it off her body. Then I pulled down the quilt and nudged her to getintobed.
“I’m…okay,” shegasped.
“I know,” I said soothingly. I was ninety-nine percent sure she wasn’t upset with me, but rather with the scare she’d had. And then ninety-nine became a hundred when I kicked off my pants and shoes and lay down beside her. She pulled me into her arms and then buried her face in my shirtcollar.
Having no better ideas, I held on tight and let her cry. And eventually she began tocalmdown.
“I’m…sorry,” shehiccupped.
“Don’t be sorry,” Iwhispered.
“I’m such agirltonight.”
“I like girls.” I kissed her, and she tasted like tears. So I wiped her cheeks with my thumbs and kissed heragain.
