Page 34 of Wandering in Love
The world explodes, shattering around me. My back arches off the bed, my nails dig into Ian’s arms, and my legs wrap around his hips.
He doesn’t stop as I ride the high and my body turns boneless. The hard pace he sets, his hips slamming against mine, he’s claiming me. My body accepts him willingly. My heart is once again full.
His hand wraps around my throat and he drops onto his elbow as he speaks against my lips. “You’re mine.”
“Yours,” I rasp.
His lips take mine as he twitches inside me, filling me with cum. Ian’s hand runs up my arm and threads our fingers together as he collapses on top of me. I gratefully take his weight, pushing into the mattress.
I smile with my eyes closed as I soak in everything I’ve missed for the last ten years. Running was the right move, but it still led me back to Ian. Everything leads me back to him.
“Let’s get your showered,” he grumbles from the crook of my neck.
“What makes you think I’ll allow you in my shower?” I raise an eyebrow, even though he can’t see me.
That sexy smirk plays on his lips as he sits up. “Try to stop me.”
He takes my lips again in a chaste kiss, then sits up so I can get up too. Rolling off the bed, I grab the top blanket off the bed and stand to wrap it around me, then run toward the bathroom. The door bounces off the wall with a bang as I sprint down the hall.
He’s right behind me, his feet on the hardwood are soft but so damn close. I shriek when his arm bands around my waist, pulling me against his chest.
“You’re never running from me again, Wildflower. I’ll find you.”
Picking me up, he carries me to the bathroom and closes the door behind us. He sets my feet on the floor and turns me to face him, pulling the blanket from my body. Gripping my jaw, he kisses me quickly, then steps around me to turn the water on.
My skin is sensitive from the hypothermia, so he’s careful to keep the temperature down. Shoving his boxers down, he steps out of them and reaches a hand out to me. Like a lifeline, I grab it and let him pull me in. From thigh to chest, we’re skin to skin. We step into the shower and he closes the curtain.
Ian’s hand tangles in my hair as his lips claim mine in a desperately hungry kiss. I open for him, just as needy as he is. I crave him. His soul calls to mine. Lifting a leg, I wrap it around his hip. Dropping my hair, Ian grabs both my thighs and lifts me, pushing my back against the cold tile wall. I hiss, arching my back off the wall for a second.
Using the hold he has on me, he grinds my over-sensitive pussy against his cock. He’s hard already. He was just buried so deep inside me I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began, but he wants me again.
“I need you,” he growls against my lips.
“Take me,” I breathe.
That’s all he needs to push into me. In one hard thrust, he’s seated deep inside me. My head falls back against the wall, a whimper echoing off the walls. I’m still slick from our mixed orgasms, my pussy’s swollen and tender, but more than willing.
“Fuck,” he drags out the word.
He pulls back, and his teeth latch onto my neck, marking my skin as he takes me. He quickly finds a pace that will push us over the edge. Sparks race up my spine. Bursts of pleasure centered deep inside of me have me clenching around him.
Holding myself up with my arms around his neck, my legs grip his hips.
“Make me yours.”
Ian finds a new spot to latch onto, sucking my skin between his teeth to leave a bruise everyone will see later. I don’t care. I want him to own my soul. He already has my heart. I was a fool to think anyone else ever would.
That prickle of an orgasm starts in my core.
“Yes, please,” I beg.
“Give it to me.”
Waves of euphoria wash over me, tightening every muscle in my body for a split second before the world explodes. Moans echo around me mixing with grunts and the slap of skin against skin. Heat blossoms in my pussy as Ian fills me, his forehead dropping against mine. We’re both breathing too hard, our hearts pounding against the other.
“You’ll always be my wildflower.”
I smile at him, kissing him softly for a second. “Always.”