Page 35 of Devil's Queen
“Tell me, Rem. Tell me how much you’ve missed this.”
“I…” she stutters.
My hand leaves her breast and moves upward to her lean neck before I thread my fingers through her long, dark hair. With a tug, I pull back hard enough to deepen my stroke into her beautiful fucking body.
“Words, Rem. I need to hear them. I need to know that you’re here with me.”
“I need more,” she demands. “Please.”
Our bodies slam together, skin against skin, sweat and lust combining to create an intoxicating aroma that fills the air. I can’t get enough of her—how she feels and tastes and how her eagerness matches mine.
Her moans grow louder, more desperate with each stroke. It’s like she can’t get enough of my cock pistoning in and out of her wet heat. The desk creaks and groans beneath us with every forceful entry. The desk chair she’d been occupying tips over as I release her hair and find her hands, pulling them behind her.
“Oh, fuck,” she cries out, her voice hoarse from our passionate encounter. “Oh God.”
“God would shudder if he saw how well you’re taking my cock right now, baby.”
I can feel her walls tightening around me, ready to release. Her breath hitches in her throat and then escapes in a long moan that vibrates throughout my body like an electric current passing through me. I feel myself getting closer, too, an intense need to release building deep within me.
“That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Let go.”
With a final powerful thrust, I bury myself deep inside Rem, unable to hold back any longer. My cock twitches and throbs within her, filling her completely as I unleash a torrent of hot cum deep inside her. Rem cries out, clenching her muscles around me, pulling me even deeper.
We collapse onto the desk, gasping for air, sweaty and sticky from our passionate encounter. My cock still buried inside her, I rest my forehead against the back of her neck, taking a moment to savor the feeling of being connected to her in such an intimate way.
I pull out of her, my cock still hard and twitching. I can’t believe we’re finally doing this after all these years. She shifts to face me. I cup her face in my hands, my thumbs gently lifting her chin as I lean down to kiss her. I can’t get enough of her. She’s the only person who’s ever quenched that thirst for me.
Rem pulls away from our kiss. She stares at me as the realization of what we’ve done registers. Tears well up in her eyes, and she swallows hard, trying to find the words to say, but I know what she’s thinking.
“Don’t be scared, Rem,” I say, trying to reassure her with my voice and gaze. “We’ll figure out the rest later.”
“This was a mistake,” she mutters, taking me by surprise. She pushes me back as she reaches down to pick up her discarded catsuit from the floor.
“The fuck it was,” I recoil. “Don’t pull this bullshit now. Not when I just got you back. Stop overthinking this.”
“We can’t do this, not like this. We can’t just have a rebound fuck and think everything will be okay between us.” She tugs her catsuit up her legs before slipping her arms inside it. She drags the zipper up immediately, shielding her body from mine. She bends down again, grabbing my jeans from the floor and tossing them at me.
“You need to leave.”
“The hell I do, Rem. Not until you’ve come to your senses.” A scowl replaces the smile on her face. “You don’t get to shove me away because you have remorse about what just happened between us. It was a long time coming, and we both know it.”
“Get out,” she snarls, her voice sharp and full of anger. I ignore her demand.
“This is not some random hookup. I won’t let you push me away because you have buyer’s remorse and fucked me when we both know you wanted this just as badly as I did.”
“You don’t understand,” she pleads, eyes wide and tearful. “I can’t do this. I can’t go back to the way things were.”
“Then don’t. Let the past stay there and make a new future together.”
Guilt crosses her face. “I can’t. Please.” She sobs. “Please leave.”
She barely looks at me as I slide my jeans back on. Leaving the buckle and belt loose, I slip my boots back onto my feet.
“This is a mistake,” I warn her again. “This isn’t what you want.”
“You don’t get to tell me what I want anymore, Rex.”
“Fine, Rem. I’ll leave. I know when to admit defeat, but this isn’t over between us by a long shot.”