thought that wild, feral, hungry thing in my chest had abated since that day in the treehouse, then I was so fucking wrong. If anything, it’s just worse, this aching rawness that keeps wanting and wanting.
I help her shimmy her shorts and panties down her legs, baring all of her body to me. My hands can’t find one place to settle. They keep making confused circuits over her thighs, tits, neck, the smooth skin of her back, down to her ass.
When she shoves my underwear far enough down my thighs to feel me against her wet heat, I break away from her eager mouth, panting.
“Wait, I don’t have anything.”
She rests her forehead against mine, chest heaving. “It doesn’t matter, I’m on the—I’m on birth control.” She’s rubbing against me as she explains this, and my cock, throbbing hard, is trapped between my belly and all that hot slickness.
“Shit,” I hiss, mindlessly grinding up into her, and maybe it’s a mistake. Maybe I need to be heeding the hell out of my dad’s ‘rubber’ advice right now. Maybe Vandy needs to wait and see that goddamned video so she knows, for sure, that me and Sydney never happened.
But when things sort of… slot into place, and she sinks down, I just grab her hips and hold on.
“Oh my fucking god…” I grind my head back into the pillow, eyes sliding closed at the feel of it. She’s so wet and tight, skin to skin, pushing down onto me, my face screws up in pure pleasure.
“Reyn,” she gasps, rocking down, taking me in slowly. “Is this…?”
I wrench my eyes open to look at her, taking in the crease between her brows, the way her eyelids are low and heavy, how her pink tongue looks when it swipes out to wet her lips.
I grab her hips and roll us over. It’s not incredibly smooth and I have to shoot a hand out to catch us before we fall off the bed. She barks a mirthful laugh that she seems surprised by, but it cracks through the intensity and tension. The charged air between us grows as soft and warm as the light coming in through the window.
I bracket her face with my arm and brush the hair out of her eyes. She’s looking up at me so happily—so hopefully. “I love you, you know that?”
The mirth in her eyes shifts to something focused and acute. “I know,” she replies, running a warm palm up my back. “I love you, too.”
I kiss the words away, planting a hand into the mattress for leverage as I rock into her. She whimpers into my mouth, thighs clamping around my hips, nails digging into my shoulder. It’s slow and quiet, the way I move in her, hips meeting her body in long, unhurried thrusts. There’s a muted, barely-there squeak to her mattress, and everything feels so sharply real. The way her blue eyes watch me, the taste of mint on her tongue, the sound of her hitched breaths, the way that ray of sunlight catches on the fan of her lashes, fluttering against her cheek.
She moves with me, meeting my rhythm, teeth sinking into her lip when she finds just the right way to grind up against me.
I breathe a low, “That’s it,” watching my girl discovering what feels good like this—with me—against me. My jaw’s already tightening under the strain of holding on, fist curling into the sheets beneath my hand. I press a slow, tugging kiss to her lip. “Can you come like this, baby?”
That little divot between her eyebrows is growing deeper and deeper. She nods, eyes glazing over, planting her feet on the bed to rock up against me harder.
It’s hard, holding on. I’ve never done it like this before—without something between my dick and her. It’s so good that my legs are trembling with the strain of not just fucking senselessly, rabidly, into her. But fuck, I want to feel her come around me.
It isn’t long before her jaw begins dropping, head thrown back into the pillow, eyes slammed shut as she climbs. I suck a kiss into her neck, twisting my hips forward and forward, and I can feel it before she shudders, the tight clench of her pussy around me, thighs clamping hard around my hips.
She releases this sound—this maddening little cry—that completely breaks me. I slam forward and back mindlessly, grunts trapped in the back of my throat, and come with a hard punch of breath.
She sucks in a