Page 186 of Forever Never
She bowed her back hard and stepped her feet as wide as the box would allow, wondering if she would come or break into a thousand pieces from the pressure building inside her.
“I’ve got a bar full of people waiting for drinks. And you make me drag you out here to remind you who the fuck you belong to.” He was panting now, jacking his cock hard against her. Every time he nudged her clitoris, she saw stars, and her body quaked.
He was going to come jerking himself off against her because he wanted herthatmuch.
She felt vulnerable and powerful at the same time.
With one soft grunt, he started coming against her. His fingers spasming hard over her tender nipple. The slick head of his arousal nudged that needy bundle of nerves again, spurting hotly at the same time, and Remi went off. Exploding like fireworks, her inner walls rolled through the orgasm.
She whimpered as he aimed his next spurt against the tight hole between her cheeks. And then he was feeding his still-coming cock into her still clenching core.
“Take it. Take me, Remington,” he said on an animalistic groan. He bucked into her, forcing her to take more and more.
With the hand that had been pumping his cock, he covered her mouth a second before a scream ripped from her throat.
He powered into her on an abrupt thrust, bringing her up onto her toes. Her cry was muffled by his hand.
“Fuck,” he gritted out against her ear. “Fuck.”
The thick penetration, the lubrication from his never-ending orgasm, it was so fucking good. So magical.
As he spurted hotly inside her, Brick slid an arm around her hips, lifting until her feet were no longer in contact with the box, and then he started fucking her. Short, hard drives as she hung over his arm like a rag doll coming on his shaft.
The desperation of his possession rolled her orgasm into another.
“I’m still coming,” she whimpered. He found her clitoris with his fingers and worked the swollen bud with tight circles as his semen slowly leaked out of her, slipping down her thighs.
They were both trembling through the aftershocks when he set her on her feet again. Her knees nearly buckled, then did when he slapped her on the ass hard.
“That’s for making me do this to you. For making me drag you out here instead of waiting to lay you down, instead of worshipping your sweet fucking tits with my mouth. Instead of fucking you in front of the fireplace with my hand in your hair. For making me wish I could be inside you always. For making me obsessed with the sound my hand makes on your ass. How am I supposed to ever be without this? How, Remi?”
Jesus. He was done coming. But he wasn’t done fucking her. Wasn’t done branding her from the inside. He just kept thrusting into her, as if he were trying to find a depth that made them feel like one instead of two.
“Then don’t,” she wheezed between thrusts.
He stopped, his cock buried to the hilt. “Don’t what?” His voice was steely.
“Don’t be without this. Don’t be without me.”
His hands closed around her hips hard enough to bruise. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying ask me to stay. Ask me to be yours.”
“Youaremine.” His grip tightened, painful on her hips.
“It’s really hard to have a conversation like this,” she groaned.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
Suddenly, he was no longer inside her. She whimpered at the loss.
“Hold on, baby,” Brick said grimly, setting her back on the ground and tugging her underwear into place. They immediately soaked through with his orgasm.
“Brick!”
He dragged her dress down. When she spun around on shaky legs, she found him tucking himself, still fully hard, into his pants.
“Did I say something—”
