face. Her dilated pupils or her wet parted lips. Her hand slipped from my thigh and tangled in my hair as she took me up her ass for the first time. I could read everything she was feeling in her eyes, in the way her mouth parted.
“How do I feel inside you?” My throat hoarse.
“Big,” she gasped.
I laughed. “What else, little nun?” I moved aside the curls stuck to the sweat on her forehead. “How do you feel here?” I feathered my touch between her breasts, down her stomach, and across her pussy as I slid in just a little more. “Are you aching? Throbbing?”
She licked her lips, a small, needy sound slipping from her throat.
I ripped her back by the hair and slammed my lips against hers, two fingers on her clit, stealing the rest of her sounds.
They’re mine.
“More,” she breathed against my lips. “Please.” She tried to push down on my cock.
“For every secret you give me, I’ll give you an inch of my cock.”
Her nails dug into me. “I’ll tell you anything. Anything.”
For months, I’d watched her bleed for another man and I wanted it back. I wanted all of her back. I was greedy for it
“Why didn’t you tell me what was in your letters?”
At her silence, I slapped her pussy.
She arched on a cry. Her nails curled into my neck and her lips searched for mine—like she wanted me to do it again.
“I was scared,” she breathed, raspy voice ragged.
“Did you think I would leave you?” I growled against her hot mouth.
“No. I didn’t know how. I was afraid you would look at me differently.” She groaned the words into my mouth and I slid deeper inside her. I swear the honesty was getting me off.
She gasped, squeezing around the head of my cock.
Fuck.
She liked it.
Of course she did.
“More,” she begged. I held her as she writhed on top of me, sweat breaking out on both of us.
“Give me another fucking secret.”
“I don’t…” she broke off, eyes fluttering shut, and her ass clenched.
Crazed, I tore her dress to her thigh, exposing her cunt. Gossamer and feathers fluttered on either side of us, and my little queen was naked for me—though bits of her dress still stuck to her thighs. And fuck, if that didn’t do something to me. Now as I fucked her, as I pounded her ass, I saw her dress torn to shreds and I saw her cunt shiver and quake for me.
Fuck. I missed her gingerbread skin and the way it glowed for me when she was drunk on sex.
“I’m going to rip apart your fucking soul.” My voice was shredded like my willpower, I could barely hold it together. “Make you beg me to put it back together.”
“Please,” she moaned.
“You know what I want,” I growled.
I’d nearly bottomed out. I think I was begging at this point too.
For her soul.
Or maybe so I could just fucking fuck her already.
“I don’t know what else there is to say—”
Another slap.
Followed by her intoxicating moan, her ass squeezing my cock.
She sighed hot into my mouth. “Grayson.”
She was fucking perfect, fucking made for me. Only she looked at my darkness and fucking begged for more. We could be separated by space, by time, and I’d still feel her. We were carved from the same broken star.
“Tell me all your words. I told you your secrets were mine.” I slid my finger inside her cunt.
“Oh God.” She arched into it, into the feeling of being filled. “Oh, Grayson. Oh…” she trailed off, stony eyes hazy.
“Even the dark. Even the ugly. Fucking give it to me.”
“That night…the night I slept with West—”
“Was my fault,” I cut her off.
“You said you wanted all my words, so let me fucking tell them to you!” she yelled.
“Fuck!” I groaned, arching my back and bottoming inside her. “Then tell me, Snitch.”
STORY
“That night I wanted to hurt you.”
“Yeah?” Grayson rasped.
“I wanted to destroy us. Desecrate everything that was sacred.”
His breathing was heavy and jagged. This position was insanely intimate. I never thought it could be like this, but he filled me everywhere.
Fucking my ass with a hard, destructive rhythm, sliding his fingers in my cunt. Slapping. Toying. Owning. Ripping my jaw up when I forgot to look at him, or if he just wanted to crush his lips to mine, wet and sloppy.
“I had a thorn,” I gasped. “I begged you to rip him out of me but how could you, when I thought I deserved to be in pain?” His teeth