Surrendered(16)

“Does that feel like I don’t want you?” I say through gritted teeth.

I always want her. I will always want her. She’s like a damn drug. She’s sex and sin, luring me in at every opportunity. I roll my hips again and her breath hitches a little. Anger, frustration and lust mix together in my mind. How could she think that I wouldn’t want her? If I have to fuck some sense into her, I fucking will. “I’m going to forgive that quite frankly insulting accusation, because I know you’re not yourself right now.” I slam my lips over hers, giving her no time to think. She needs to stop thinking, and just feel. I swear, sometimes I have to fuck her into thinking straight.

I move my hands from her waist, tracing the lines of her curves. The tension slowly leaves her body. She’s like a statue coming to life. Her lips slowly part as her fingers inch over my chest, creeping up my neck, and eventually into my hair. I grasp her hair, pulling it and yanking her head to the side. I drop my lips to her exposed neck, kissing, licking and nipping my way up to her ear. Her fingers claw at my neck, pulling me closer. I smile and graze my teeth across her ear lobe. Her breaths are ragged, her movements frantic. Her control slips inch by inch, until I have her right where I want her, willing, compliant, desperate and most importantly, with no doubt as to just how much I fucking want her. Any reservations or fears dissipate under my touch.

I grip her around the waist, lifting her until she’s sat on the breakfast bar. I grab the hem of her top, ripping it over her head in one swift movement. She reaches behind her and releases her bra. Her eyes dance seductively. This is my Lilly, confident, seductive and sexy as sin. He may have taken something from her, but this…this is what I do to her. This is who she is now, and fuck, I love her more than anything in this damn world.

I dive for her, sucking a nipple into my mouth. She moans and thrusts her chest toward my face.

Her fingers go to the hem of my shirt and slip underneath. She traces the muscles on my stomach, making them clench and quiver under her electric touch.

I move back to her lips, kissing her with no restraint. “I will always fucking want you.” I growl against her lips. “You drive me crazy.”

“Show me.” She gasps between desperate kisses. It’s more than just a lust filled plea, it’s a genuine need.

I lean forward, forcing her back. She stretches her arms out behind her, supporting her weight. I step between her thighs, forcing her to spread her legs wider. My lips never leave hers as my fingers skim over her stomach, until I reach the button of her jeans. I release the button, and slip my hand inside her underwear. Her eyes flutter closed and her head falls back as I brush her clit gently.

“Look at me sugar.”

Her eyes snap open, meeting mine in a lust filled haze. I push two fingers inside her wet pussy and she moans. Her skin flushes pink as her breath hitches. It’s beautiful to watch. Her eyes hold mine as my fingers move inside her. I work her until she looks ready to eat me alive. I remove my fingers, yanking down her jeans and underwear in one quick movement. She lifts her hips, allowing me to drag the clothing down her long legs. She kicks off her heels, and they hit the ground with a loud thud. She’s now completely naked and spread out on my breakfast bar. Fucking beautiful. Her red hair falls around her shoulders, brushing her erect nipples. My eyes trace her sculpted stomach and down to her long legs, which are spread wide, her beautiful pussy on show. I bite my lip, as my cock twitches impatiently against my fly. She cocks an eyebrow at me and drops her eyes to my crotch. I don’t need any more of a hint than that.

I rip my shirt over my head and yank my jeans and boxers down in seconds. I step between her thighs, pressing my bare chest against hers. She wraps her arms and legs around me, pulling me in close. Her nails drag gently across the back of my neck. For a long moment, we don’t move. Everything suddenly stops. There’s no desperate frenzy, no hard and fast fucking. She just holds me close, and I wrap my arms around her tight. I press my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, the smell of her shampoo. I grip her waist and pick her up. Her smooth thighs instantly grip my hips. I walk her through the living space and lay her down on the sofa carefully.

She tilts her head to the side, her red hair, splaying out around her. I kiss her, slow and deep. Her tongue touches mine tentatively, as my hands survey her body. She rolls her hips up to meet mine, her wet pussy sliding along my rigid cock. Fuck, she feels amazing. I glide one hand down the inside of her thigh, spreading her wide. Her eyes never leave mine as I press my cock against her entrance.