Page 83 of Shattered Hearts
“I want to drive you crazy.” I rumble against her throat. “Fuck yousenseless.”
She pants. “What…have you…been doing all day?”
When the sun sets altogether, we’re left to the pleasures of the dark.
Riley’s still face down, but laying almost prostrate this time. I’m hunched over her legs, both hands cuffed around her wrists to pin her in place while I glory in the sight of her prone ass slapping against me as she takes my deepest strokes all the way to the hilt. And the way she moans… It’s a sound I’ve been hearing all day, but it still arouses me as much as being inside her.
It’s approaching seven o’clock when our raw bodies fall against my covers and pillows, heaving for breath. I can’t count how many rounds we’ve gone. I’ve lost track. Despite the weariness I feel from Riley’s tight pussy draining my cock all day, why do I want to keep going, even now?
Behave yourself.
I’ve ravaged her all day and all evening.
Why can’t I be satisfied with that? My body buzzes, but it’s not enough. I want something more, but I can’t face myself long enough to admit what that something is. Nothing good will come of it. Better to stay here in the moment where I’m having the best day I’ve had in years.
When Riley’s fingers appear on my chest, my body bristles. Wasn’t expecting her soft lips at my ear either.
“I’ve been under you all day,” she whispers, sexy as fucking hell. “But never on top of you.”
I want to stuff my cock in her beautiful mouth, but when I glance at her in the dark, the innocence on her face paralyzes me.
“Can I…?” She’s too shy to finish her sentence.
Christ, I’d like to screw her until sunrise.
I can’t even speak as she tentatively climbs onto my body, balancing herself on top of me like a surfboard. Lust and affection and frustration and angst all crash together inside me. I want to fuck her so hard, I put a dent in her pussy, but I can’t move an inch because she has me so enraptured.
She eases back onto my upright cock, moaning as her pussy devours it all the way to the base. With tender passion, she rides me slow and steady, and her honest reply from earlier comes back to my mind.I’ve always wanted to.
Makes me fucking mad.
How dare she trick me like this? Acting innocent when she really knows how to fuck a man into submission…
While she works her ass up and down my cock, she lays over me, muffling her cries of bliss with her hand just to antagonize me.
“I’ll get you for this.” I forehand her ass, making her moan against my chest and dig her teeth into my right peck.
Sweet nothings tumble from her lips as she grinds her body against mine, making my cock disappear between those perfect thighs.
“You’re really the type of woman who drives men crazy. Aren’t you?”
My dick hardens as she rides it, fitful and raw, like she’s fighting with herself over enjoying me. Chewing her sweet lips between mine, I come the hardest I’ve come all day. Her body shakes against mine.
Shortly thereafter, we pass out, naked and entangled, having exhausted each other in our day-long pursuit of pleasure.
“One more round.” Brianne leaves a kiss on my spine, making me smile.
“Anything for you.” I roll onto my side to gaze into her eyes.
But she’s not there. Not the Brianne I know. She’s in a pool of blood, body dismembered into half a dozen pieces. Her face is gray, eyes wide from the terror and surprise of the blow that killed her.
I gasp awake. Six a.m.
Beside me, twisted up in my sheets, Riley’s in a deep slumber. Her slow, even breaths and calm natural expression soothe me. Remnants of the nightmare slip through a storm drain right out of my mind.
Memories from yesterday rise up like smoke.
Horror and disbelief ambush me at once. I scrub a hand over my face.