Page 36 of Wicked Promises
“If this hurts your head, tell me,” I warn her.
“You have a head wound, too,” she says. “So, ditto.”
I chuckle. There is nothing on this planet that will stop me from being inside her right now. I’ve had a constant, minor headache for the last week. And this? Worth it.
My heart beats out of my chest. In the dim light, she appears ethereal. Dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin. So much pale skin. I grip her thighs, lifting her legs and locking them around my waist. I pull out, until just the tip is buried in her.
The muscles of her inner thighs flutter.
I slide her shirt up to her chin. No bra.
Her breasts are perfect, and her nipples harden. I pinch one between my thumb and index finger and push back into her.
She groans, her back arching off the bed. Her pussy clenches around me.
I almost explode right then and there. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
I draw back and slam into her, and she rises to meet me. I set a fast pace, ignoring the demons that’ve been crowding my head for as long as I can remember. She’s beautiful splayed out beneath me, taking my length and begging for more.
“Touch yourself.” My hand is still on her breast, and I tweak her nipple when she blinks up at me.
Slowly, her hand drifts down her body. Her finger pauses on her clit, and she shudders, then rubs in small circles. Her eyes flutter.
I roll my hips, hitting a new spot inside her. Her ass bounces on my thighs from the force of my thrusts, but her finger doesn’t stop moving.
Her orgasm claws out of her.
I lean down and cover her lips with mine, swallowing her loud moan. She rakes her nails down my back.
I pound into her, hissing out a breath as I come. I still inside her and breathe sharply through my nose.
Our lips are still fused together.
She doesn’t let me get away. If anything, we’ve broken through a barrier and she wants mecloser. Her legs and arms wrap around me, and she tucks her head into my neck.
“You’re not the worst thing to happen to me.” Her warm breath hits my skin. “Far from it.”
I slide out of her and roll us onto our sides. She immediately shifts again to face the same direction as me. My cock takes approximately two seconds of her ass rubbing it to slowly stiffen again. I push into her from behind, but not to fuck her.
Just to make sure she knows how close we are. How connected. Mentally and physically.
“Caleb…”
I hadn’t realized my eyes closed. “You okay, baby?”
She sucks her lower lip between her teeth and contemplates my question. “I think I’m lost.”
“Then I’ll find you,” I tell her.
“Why did everyone hate me? Shouldn’t they have been mad at the people actually having an affair?”
“Apparently, everyone knew except your dad.” It’s time for a bit more truth around here.
She flinches. “What?”
“I don’t know how, but Uncle David wasn’t surprised. And at the funeral…” I grimace. “Mom didn’t cry. She was more mad than anything else, and she left me with Uncle not long after. I think it was the betrayal…”
“Her husband was cheating on her,” Margo says. “But you don’t think she was more upset that he was…”