Page 38 of The Sacrifice
My heart skips in my chest at the mere mention of the outside world. I close my eyes and breath in and out. My rational brain has lost control. And the irrational side wants to lock her in my house and never let her go. I want to tell her that I’m going to fall in love with her and throw away the lock to the house to keep the world out.
I don’t want her brother to freak out and tell her not to date me. I don’t want her parents to decide I’m not good enough for her. I don’t want my parents to throw a fit about Hadley and toss insults at me. And I need to have everything with Roxanne worked out before moving forward.
Not to mention, two weeks ago, we’d rather hurl insults at each other rather than make out. I’ve got to slow down. At least a little. But not enough that she wonders whether we’ll go the distance.
She trembles against me, and I snap my eyes open. “Don’t. Don’t close down. I needed a moment. I don’t want to lose you, and there might be people in our lives that aren’t going to be all in on us being together. But you’re right. Keeping reality away from us is not the responsible, mature thing to do. No matter how badly I’d like to do that.”
“Damn you. You think too much.” A smile covers her face as her hand drops to my semi-hard arousal. Even having a serious discussion doesn’t ease my need for her. Her fingers clasp my cock through the fabric of my shorts. As she rides hard over the flesh, she winks. “I think I need to distract you from all your worries.”
Without breaking stride, her fingers slip under the material of my shorts, and I gasp. I don’t remember much of the night with Roxanne, and that was a year ago. Adrenaline rushes throughout my body at the intensity of the movement. This is so much more than that. I’m sober, and I care about Mia. A lot.
Her fingers twirl over the head of my cock, gathering the juices dripping from the seam. The blazing heat in her eyes makes my knees weak. “You might want to slow down.”
“Why? I don’t like slow. I’ve had non-starters in my life. So I’d prefer all action.” She grasps the elastic of my shorts and drops them to my feet.
As I step out of them, she jerks me off with one hand and uses the other to rip her shirt over her head.Sweet Jesus. She’s beautiful.There isn’t one spot on her that I don’t want to worship. Forever.
“We should go to the bedroom.” I step backward, but she doesn’t let me go.
“No. I want you right here. Right now. I want the lights on and nothing between us. I need to know that I makeyoulose control.”
“Babe,” I growl and hook her leg over my hip. “That I can do. Grab my shoulders and hang on." It’s too late. I’m falling for her. She’s my future. To hell with everyone and everything else. These girls are my family. Now and always. I’ll fight with everything I have to keep them.
I haul her upward until her legs are wrapped around my waist, and I’m pressing against her apex.
“Oh, my God.” That’s all the encouragement I need. I ease into her sex until those beautiful eyes roll back into her head.
“That’s how I like you. Worshipping me like a hero.” The rumble of laughter makes my chest shake. Her eyes snap open wide enough to glare at me. “Ah, there she is. My best friend’s prissy older sister. Did I ever tell you I wanted to fuck that expression off of your face?”
I lunge forward, pressing her back into the wall, filling her until my balls smack against her ass. “God. Yes, you can fuck that look off my face every day for the rest of my life. Now get going.”
“Your wish is my command.” I grab her hips and repeatedly pound into her. Her tits lurch with each thrust, and her nails dig into my shoulders as she tries to hold on and not fall to the floor. Not that I care. If she lands on the floor, I’m going down with her and not stopping.
The desperation clawing through me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’ve seen the guys on the team fall for their women, and it didn’t make sense. How could one woman make you lose control and desperate to do anything to keep her?
They were right. When you find the woman who completes you and fills your soul, you can’t fathom your life without her.
With each thrust of my hips, she gasps, making my balls ache with need. I want to come so bad, but if this is my audition, I’m not screwing it up. Her walls work over me, sucking against my flesh. And goosebumps scatter on my arms.
“You feel so good inside of me. Please, don’t stop.” She squeezes her thighs and draws me closer, giving me less room to move.
Sweat drips down my forehead, stinging my eyes. “You’re so tight. I love how fucking greedy you are.”
“Shit.” She yanks my head toward hers. “Kiss me while you fuck me.”
Jesus. She’s going to kill me.Our tongues collide and mate in time with my thrusts. I lunge into her, causing her head to bounce into the wall, but instead of letting up, she pierces my skin with her nails. The sensation sends a shockwave straight to my toes. I can’t stop. I plow into her, and she spreads her thighs wide, tilting her pelvis upward while drilling her heels into the back of my thighs. “Fucks, yes,” she bites out around my tongue and rakes her nails down my back.
Her sex drags me deeper, and won’t let go.Shit.I try to move, but the friction is too much.
“Fuck,” I grunt and spasm inside her sex as we crash together into the most astonishing orgasm I’ve ever experienced. And we’ve not made it to bed yet. I might not survive round three. It might be a TKO.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Mia
Why does it feel like I’m on a cloud of cotton candy? I snuggle my face into the pillow. When I shift my leg higher on the mattress, I cringe. That hurts. My eyes pop open.
Where am I?I inhale.Musk and sex. Hmmmm. That smells good.