Page 45 of His Daggered Heart
“Right, tomorrow,” she sighs.
I grab her hand and she follows as we make our way through the foyer, to the long hallway that leads to the stairs. I pick her up bridal-style, I don’t know how much pain she’s in but I don’t need to since I’m carrying her.
We get to the door of my new bedroom. I retired the third-level loft and turned it into a game room for everyone. This is the traditional master bedroom of the house.
“Put me down so you can open it.”
I obey, but only because I need to open it with a key. I haven’t updated the locks on this level yet because I’ve been too busy training.
Pulling the keys from my pocket, I open the door and we pass the threshold. “So when did you move into this room?” she asks.
“A couple of weeks ago,” I admit.
She looks around, running her hand over the furniture. It’s different than what I had upstairs, new. “Why?”
“I wanted something different, something traditional. It was like a bachelor pad upstairs, while this is more…” I trail off and she looks at me, straight through me, really.
“More what?”
“More for us.” I stalk toward her and she sits on the bed before I can get there. Once I’m in front of her, she stops me with her palm. We don’t exchange any words as she undoes my pants. My cock begins to harden instantly. Her hand grips me at the base of my shaft and she leans forward, engulfing me in her mouth, sucking me deeply with hollowed cheeks. “Fuck!”
My hands rest on the back of her head. I thrust into her and she gags. I fucking love when she gags. I look down at her and she is looking up at me through her lashes, her swollen lips wrapped around me, their natural dusty rose color as she glides them up and down my thickness. Veins bulging, it swells in her mouth at the sight.
“Goddamn, you look so fucking beautiful sucking my cock.” She moans around me, the vibrations causing my balls to tighten. “Let me come on your face, angel.”
She groans in agreement and I thrust quicker into her throat. She removes a hand from my dick and I watch as she brings it between her legs, gushing sounds filling the silence from where her pussy is slick with arousal.
“You like choking on my cock, don’t you, baby?” She nods as she swirls her tongue around the tip and plunges back down to the base. “Such a thirsty girl.”
She moans, bringing her fingers up to my lips. I taste her, cleaning her juices off of them.
“Goddamn, baby, I fucking love you.”
We were supposed to go to bed, but I can’t resist her, just like she can’t resist me. We are addicted, tied at the soul. There is no way to truly exist in this world without each other, and we want to be connected every single fucking moment we can.
“I’m coming,” I tell her, out of breath from pleasure. I pull back and she releases my cock with a pop. She leans back and pulls her dress down to expose her tits. The sight of her hard nipples is all it takes as I pump my cock, hot spurts of come falling all over her face. She closes her eyes, her mouth open and tongue out. “Such a good little slut.”
I lean forward and rub my come all on her lips and tits. I swirl my fingers around it, gathering some up, and then kneel, pushing the bit I have on my fingers into her dripping cunt. She moans, grinding into my fingers, clenching them with her walls. “Does my angel want to get fucked?” I ask.
“Yes,” she pleads.
“And, what do good girls say when they want to get fucked?” I tease.
“Please,” she moans, looking up at me.
Just like that, I’m ready for round two. I love when my pretty girl says please.
We fucked until we couldn’t fuck anymore. Then we got into the shower and fucked again. Now it’s five am and we climb into the sheets, exhausted. We’re naked, and she’s resting her head on my chest, the thick black comforter swallowing us in this new California king-sized bed. It should be a Texas-sized bed in my personal opinion but whatever.
I feel myself drifting off to bed when Alex calls my name.
“Yes, angel?” I respond, half-asleep.
“I’m not mad at you, and I don’t blame you. I understand why you kept Cora’s secret. It hurts that I didn’t know but I just wanted you to know, I love and respect you even more now.”
I pull myself up and look into her eyes. “I fucking love you, angel. Thank you, I needed to hear that.”
“Goodnight,” she says, kissing me before getting comfortable in between my arm and chest. She wraps her arm around my waist and throws her leg over my thighs.