Page 16 of Remember When We
A soft moan escaped her lips and fuck that was it. That little sound filled my need for her and my insanity.
It fed my need to consume her body and claim her, make her my girl.
Fucking hell, I could barely control myself.
The kiss turned hungry and I moved with her back into the bedroom, over to where I pressed her against the wall, running my hands over her fully rounded breasts, squeezing the ample flesh.
God help me. I was a lost cause when it came to her—a completely lost cause.
This raw, primal need to consume her took control of me. I couldn’t hold back; neither did she. One tug at my shirt was all it took.
Just one tug and I tore at her dress. In an instant the dress was gone, my shirt flung away and I ripped off her bra.
Hungry fingers slid over the bulge of my cock pressing against my jeans. She tugged on the zipper while trying to undo my belt and kiss me at the same time.
I thought I could break from feasting on her sexy mouth to help her out. She gave me that purely, erotic sexy smile while resting against the wall. Her perky tits bobbled with nipples so tight and taut, just begging to be sucked.
“Baby doll, you are fucking perfect, you know that?” I told her as I undid my belt and unzipped my fly.
“As long as you think so, I’m happy,” she giggled.
I pressed my hand against the wall and stared at her long and hard, taking a moment to cup her face.
“You’re mine, and no one is going to take you away from me.” I made sure it sounded like a promise, because it was.
Her eyes sparkled looking lighter against the soft light.
I stepped out of my jeans and boxers at the same time and my cock sprung mercifully free.
Lyssa, the truly sexy goddess she was stepped forward and ran her hand over my shaft, licking her lips. I took the opportunity to bend down and suck her breasts. One then the other, tasting as much as I could of her. Tasting her and pulling her sexy panties down her legs. It was all I could do though, because her fingers fluttered over my cock when I stood up and that insane need came rushing back to me.
I released her and grabbed my jeans to get a condom, but she stopped me.
“No, I want to feel you inside me. You.” she smiled up at me, eyes brimming with desire.
Skin to skin, me inside her, bare and inside her. We’d only done that once before and that was the night, I took her virginity. It was one of those wild sexual experiences I’d never forget. It just happened, we were both reckless and careless.
I wanted that again too. I dropped my pants and picked her up slamming her against the wall. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. I could fucking see it in her eyes and all over her.
My blood heated at the thought, pumping hot and virile through my veins. My chest pounded along with my heart when she wrapped her gorgeous legs around my waist, then gasped, arching her back when I thrust hard into her tight pretty pussy.
She screamed out with a cry of pure, hot, pleasure that grew louder as I started fucking her, searing into her with my cock like I was branding her. She tightened her grip on me as I started rutting into her, pumping faster, and faster. Deeper and harder as I kept her pinned against the wall.
She felt amazing, being inside of her, my skin against her tight walls was the ultimate pleasure and I knew I didn’t want anyone else beside her.
Not ever.
I positioned her so she was closer to me. Close enough so I could kiss her. Kiss her with that same primitive need and pleasure that fueled me to make her mine. And, damn I could feel my release building, rising and building. We kissed open mouth as if trying to hold on to that rise of pleasure I knew took her too. Then it grabbed us hard and fast. Pleasure raced over my entire body, licking at my nerves like fire.
“Gio …” she breathed against my lips.
I couldn’t respond. The oncoming sensations rendered me speechless. I jackhammered and thundered into her like a storm; my body tensing, blood pumping hot as I flooded her.
We stayed against the wall just like that until our breathing calmed, just holding each other. Her arms around me and me holding her to my chest.
We couldn’t stay here. Not here, or in Philly.
I had to figure something out, but not tonight though. She was coming home with me.
