Page 18 of Wicked Truths

Her arms wrap around my shoulders, her nails dig into my flesh as her legs wrap around my waist.

I rub my cock up and down her dripping slit before slowly easing inside her.

Fuck, she feels better than I remember. She feels like home.

My thrusts become erratic, needing to reach the same end that she did just moments ago.

Lifting her legs up over my shoulders, I pump into her to the hilt before pulling all the way out.

Soft and sexy mews escape past her lips as I thrust into her again and again.

Our gazes lock and I know we are feeling the same emotions. Lust, sorrow, and love.

Lust for the need coursing through our veins.

Sorrow for the lost years where we could have been each other’s comfort and home.

Love for the same reason as sorrow.

But love isn’t always enough. I’ve loved her more than I’ve loved anyone in my entire life.

Anger builds inside as I continue to fuck her.

Why did she leave so suddenly? Why did she run away instead of giving me, and us, a real chance? Why didn’t she keep in touch?

My hand moves to her throat, tightening just enough that I should see the fear in her eyes.

Except it’s not fear. It’s arousal.

Deep, carnal arousal.

Her eyes slowly close, and her moans get louder.She’s enjoying this as much as I am.

Damn her for leaving two years ago.

Damn her for keeping secrets.

Damn her for coming back into my life like a tornado destined to fuck shit up.

My pace is bruising, but she doesn’t complain. She takes all of me, letting out the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard.

“Fuck, Chessie. You’re taking my dick like a good girl.” I grunt out as my balls tighten.

She reaches between our bodies and rubs her clit.My gaze locks onto the juncture of our bodies, transfixed by her movement.

It’s driving me wild to watch her pleasure herself. To see her take what she wants.

Just the sight alone sends me over the edge. Luckily, she tumbles over with me. Her walls clamp down around my cock as I spill myself inside her.

When I’m completely spent, I lower her legs and lean down, bracing myself on the mattress.

Her hands wrap around the back of my neck, pulling me closer until her lips crash into mine.

Our lips move slowly, deliberately, trying to drag out this moment before reality comes crashing back down.

Her back arches, pushing her breasts into my chest as she moans into my mouth.

“God, I’ve missed this.” She mumbles as I suck her bottom lip into my mouth.