Page 25 of Love & Consequences

Burying my face in her neck again, I pull the fabric away from her torso with her help, not stopping until her sexy-as-sin black bra is revealed.

I dip my head and wrap my lips around her nipple over the lace, drawing deep and craving more of the harshly panted breaths escaping her.

Her arms drop down so she can tug my shirt out of my slacks, her fingers dragging against my abs before diving lower. She palms my cock through my pants and it’s then I know I’m a lost cause and restraint is no longer in my vocabulary. I need her and I need her now.

"Down," I rush out, my voice as rough as gravel. I catch the flash of heat and understanding in her gaze before I lower her onto to her feet.

She opens her mouth to say something, but I stop her with another kiss, not wanting to hear her say we shouldn't do this… that we can't do this. Instead, I’m hell bent on wanting to prove to her we can... more than that, we have to.

I'm too blinded by lust and overcome with the need to bury myself so deep inside her that she’ll never forget she's mine and always has been. I want to prove to her that I'm here, I'm real, and—if I have my way—no one else will ever touch her again but me.

Marlee whimpers and moans into my mouth, just as lost in lust as I am. She grabs hold of my belt and rips it free from my pants, making quick work of the button and zipper before diving in and wrapping her fist around me.

"Fuck," I groan.

She tightens her grip. "Need you, Aiden."

In the blink of an eye, I spin her around and crowd my body against hers, pressing her into the wall as my hands roam everywhere.

She tugs up her dress at the same time my hand dives between her legs, pushing her thong aside and feeling just how into this she is.

"Christ, you're soaked," I growl. "Is that for me?" My fingers circle her entrance, my thumb rubbing over her clit as I do it. Turning my head toward hers, I touch our lips together, resting them there as her ragged breaths wash over my skin.

"Yes. Please, Aiden. Need you."

I thrust two fingers inside of her, rolling my hips against her ass as her body pulls me in deeper, her moans and my groans getting louder as we lose control and forget the world around us.

She presses her forehead against the drywall, and I bring my mouth to her ear, telling her exactly what I'm about to do.

“I’ll take you so hard and deep that you won't see anyone else, won't feel anything other than my cock inside you. You won't think of anyone but me, Marls. You want that, don't you? You want to remember how good we are together."

"Aiden," she begs and it takes everything in me not to come right then and there.

I pull my fingers free, reaching into my back pocket and grabbing my wallet, pulling out the lone foil packet stored in there.

Rolling it down my length, I give myself a few tugs to relieve the ache before pressing my body against hers again, my heart pounding in anticipation.

With one hand cupping her breast and my other palming her clit, I notch the head of my cock at her entrance.

"Say it, Marlee. Tell me your mine."

She tries to turn her head away, the intensity too much, and I know I’m pushing too hard, but I want to hear her say it. Need to hear it from her lips. I bring my hand up, pressing her cheek to the wall so she can’t look away. "Say. it."

"You're mine, Aiden." With those three words crossing her lips, I thrust forward and bury myself to the hilt.

"Oh God," she cries as I bottom out again and again. Her head drops forward, her forehead hitting the wall as she moans with every hammering thrust.

She pushes back against me, fucking herself on my cock, urging me to go harder, faster, deeper.

If I thought I wasn't thinking rationally before, there's no way my brain is functioning now. My sole focus has narrowed to taking her... claiming her... everything is about her.

I roll my hips and circle my thumb over her clit, my free hand threading through her hair. "So fucking perfect," I say against her neck as I kiss and lick her skin. "Mine. Always mine."

"Yes," she moans as I feel her start to unravel around me, her release so close.

Tilting her head to the side, I grip her jaw and kiss her deeper, swallowing her cries. Her whole body convulses, and she tightens around me as she screams into my mouth.

"Marlee," I groan and with one last thrust, my body is no longer my own and I succumb to my own climax, holding on tight, as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure and wish we could just stay like this forever.

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