Page 8 of Keep Me (Rebel Hearts Heists 2)
“I’m not fucking sorry. I’ll buy you ten more pairs when we land,” I growl, starting to thrust inside her and finding her wet, silky and impossibly tight.
“You’re such an asshole, sometimes.” She pants as I pound into her fast and hard, bottoming out every time I plunge into her.
“Maybe, but I fucking care about you so much, Sloane. Don’t ever doubt that again.”
Don’t ever fucking doubt that I love you, Sloane.The thought hits me like a freight train but I don’t say it out loud, I don’t want to tell her like this, not while there’s still anger and hurt feelings between us. Instead I double my efforts by correcting the angle of my thrusts in such a way that the base of my cock hits her center right where she likes to be touched and licked.
I keep a hard, punishing rhythm until I feel her tighten against me, screaming her release and I have no choice but to follow her, branding her with each wave of pleasure, shooting my load deep inside of her. I hold her tight against my chest, waiting until our breathing calms down to help her off the counter but the aircraft jerks violently to the side and then up and down, as if we’re a toy being shaken by a toddler. I hold onto her hips, using my body weight to keep her still when the seatbelt sign is switched on and Royce’s voice comes through the intercom.
“We’re going through an area of bad weather so there will be some turbulence. Please go sit down and fasten your seatbelts low and tight on the hips.” I help her carefully off the counter and she shakes her head when she sees the state of her outfit.
“We’ll worry about it later, baby. Come on, let’s go sit down.” She accepts the hand I’m offering.
Her words are soft and hesitant as she stares at me through her lashes after a moment. “I kinda understand why you didn’t say anything, Kades. But I’m still pissed off. It might take me awhile to get over it.” I nod, opening the bathroom door.
“I know. Just never doubt again that I care about you, Sloane.”
More than you fucking know.
