Page 61 of Reacher
My words were harsh whispers in her ear, as I started easing my dick inside her ass. Fucking that sweet pussy of hers wasn’t enough right now. I had to claim every part of her. Just as I was claiming every minute, hour, and second of her fucking future.
“Yes, Reacher… god, yes…” Thank fuck she wasn’t arguing.
“After I fuck your ass, and fill it with my cum, you’re coming up to our bed, and we’re going to try to sleep for a few hours. Then I plan to wake you up with my dick firmly inside you again.”
She shuddered in my hold, letting out a low moan, as I pulled back and filled her with my cock once again. I wasn’t holding back. I fucked her ass as hard as I’d fucked her pussy.
“You wanna come, you better start playing with your clit, or I’m going to finish and leave you wanting, because I’m still pissed at you.”
Her hand moved quickly, and her moans grew longer, as she started pushing herself to the climax that I still wasn’t sure she deserved. All the lies. All the holding back from me. That shit was over now. Never again. Another lie would destroy us forever.
I rammed into her ass over and over, tilting her hips further, to get as deep as I possibly could, cursing out loud when I suddenly came, hard enough that my legs trembled, and I had to slam a hand against the wall to steady myself. Her body arched, whimpers issuing from her mouth, as she made herself come seconds later.
She sagged in my hold, and I barely held us both up, a wave of exhaustion flowing through me, chasing the waves of pleasure.
“Jesus.” My word was merely a breath, panted out right by her ear.
She giggled. “I think someone’s getting too old for this shit.”
I pulled back, my softening dick sliding out of her, and then I slapped her ass cheek hard.
I received a fierce glare in response, and then we gathered up our clothes, dressed, and went to my bed like I’d pretty much fucking decreed. I think I fell asleep before my head even touched the pillow.
Nineteen
WhenIwokeup,it wasn’t with Reacher’s dick, as promised. In fact, I was all alone in the bed. What the hell? It was growing light outside, so we’d probably had a couple of hours sleep at most. Where had he gone? Had he slept at all, or had he woken and left me? What if he’d changed his mind?
I dimly realised then that I could hear the flush going in the bathroom, and felt oddly relieved that he was still here. I slid my hand across the mattress, and felt that his spot was still warm. He hadn’t left me after all.
I listened to the water running as he washed his hands, and then when the door opened, I dipped my head, and pretended to still be asleep.
I’d turned on my side, facing away from Reacher’s side of the bed, so it was easier to pretend I was sleeping still. Do I snore? Should I be breathing louder? I had no idea.
He moved quietly, carefully, sliding back under the covers, and moving close behind me, his warmth seeping into my skin. I bit back a sigh of relief, and pretended to still be sleeping.
He wriggled a little closer, and I felt his fingers touch my hip, stroking my skin, his touch light, and teasing.
He’d insisting on both of us sleeping naked, so there were no clothes in our way, or in his way, as he started to stroke me, and tease me. I fought to keep my breathing even, but I couldn’t help the occasional flinch or gasp, at his touch.
“You’re not fooling me, woman. I know you’re awake. I knew the second I got back in bed,” his voice was low, barely a whisper.
It sent a shiver down my spine, and his warm breath against my skin was adding to the sensation.
I stayed silent, playing my game a little longer. His chuckle was very close to my ear, as he moved closer again, and I felt something hard and hot pressing against my ass.
“I wonder how long you can keep pretending… will my dick be slamming into your pussy by the time you can’t stay silent any longer? Or will it just take this…”
His fingers dipped between my legs, as he pressed tight against me, and he stroked my clit. I know my breath stuttered, and my hips moved. His beard tickled my neck, and then teeth grazed my shoulder, as his fingers continued to torture my clit.
There was no hiding his effect on me now, because I couldn’t stay still any longer, writhing in his hold, pressing back against his dick. I wanted him to fuck me again. I felt insatiable when he was around.
“Where do you want my dick, woman? You want me deep in that wet pussy of yours? I mean… you are wet, right?”
I shivered as his fingers eased into the waiting wetness, my legs opening for him, without a conscious thought. Two fingers delved into me, smoothly fucking me, and then they slid back out, teasing my clit for a moment.
“I think I want to hear you beg for my cock, woman. If you want to be fucked, I want to hear you ask for my dick. Beg me to fuck you, Ally.”
Asshole. I shrugged, and stayed silent, earning myself another of those chuckles.
