Page 19 of Run

My lids had lowered, but I opened them and looked at her face, saw the beautifully twisted expression of pleasure on it, one that I had put there.

I kissed her then, felt her need and desire increasing as I pushed my fingers in and out of her. Felt the climax explode through her when I grazed my thumb across her clit.

I was glued to her, unable to tear my eyes away. This might be the last time I saw her like this, and I wouldn’t miss a moment. I kept my eyes on her until she calmed and then leaned back until I was resting on my knees. I stilled long enough to be thankful I’d had the foresight to take off my clothes, and then I reached for her.

Her eyes had a warm, soft sparkle but underneath I could see the hunger that still raged in them, hunger that didn’t begin to match my own.

Before I said a word, she came to me and straddled me, her thighs hugging my waist, so close to me, my cock was trapped between her pussy and my thigh. I’d fix that soon enough, but for just a moment, I stayed still, trying to absorb this feeling, the warm weight of her soft against me, her hard-tipped breasts against my chest.

Her jagged breaths, her fingers grasping my arms all told me she was on edge, a feeling I shared. I’d dreamed of this moment, of being reunited with her again, so many times. But those dreams didn’t compare to the reality of being here with her.

My heart raced, and my body trembled with the depth of my need. Somehow, I held onto enough control to enter her slowly.

“Vincent,” she said on a deep sigh.

I didn’t have the power to speak, couldn’t do anything but hold her tight to me as I fucked us both to completion.