I know that if I want this to work with him, I need to accept the club. He’s already said it to me. The difficult part is accepting the death that comes with it. It’s easier said than done. I need to talk to Harper and ask her how she handles it all. I need to know how to separate the man that is holding me close right now and the man that has no problem killing someone.
“Sweetheart, stop overthinking everything,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss below my ear.
“I’m not,” I lie.
He rolls me onto my back and climbs on top of me. His brown eyes are soft as they search mine, looking for the lie I just told. “You’re lying.”
I don’t say anything. I just grin and enjoy the feeling of his muscular bicep beneath my hands. A tear escapes my eye as I think this could be the last time I feel him on top of me.
He reaches up and covers my mouth with his hand. My eyes widen and he leans down kissing my nose. “Relax, take a deep breath in through your nose. Stop overthinking.” He presses his hard cock against me and my eyes flutter closed for a second. “Let go of all the feelings that are suffocating you and let me take control,” he whispers.
He presses his hand harder against my mouth and I feel like I can’t breathe until he reminds me to take deep breaths through my nose. I keep my focus on that and once I relax, he uses his other hand to reach down and pull my panties off. He came to bed naked and I pulled my sleep shirt off a while ago, so we are now both naked. The feeling of his warm, solid, strong body on top of me gives me a sense of security.
He begins teasing my entrance with his rigid dick. My hips move trying to get him inside me where I am suddenly burning with need. “I’m going to fuck you, Ivy. I want you to stop thinking, stop worrying, stop trying to make sense of things. I want your only thought to be of my cock inside your tight pussy. Each thrust bringing you closer to falling over the edge and once you do, let it all go with your orgasm.”
He rubs his dick along my wet pussy, and I moan against his hand. My eyes lock with his and because I’m not able to speak, I simply nod. My body is on fire and he is the only one who can put out the flames. He reaches down between us and rubs my clit causing my back to arch. “God, you are so fucking sexy, sweetheart. Feeling you beneath me, seeing how my simple touch affects you is so hot,” he says, his voice thick with want. In one quick move he slams his thick cock into me, and I scream against his hand. “Let it all go, Ivy. Give it all to me.”
He slowly begins moving, allowing me to adjust to him, but after a few strokes he begins moving fast and hard. My hands find their way to his solid back and my nails sink in. He lets out a primal growl that has my nipples hardening further and my pussy getting wetter. As he pounds into me, he puts even more pressure on the hand he’s got covering my mouth, forcing me to breathe through my nose. It’s erotic and exciting. My hips match his rhythm and we are both moaning with pleasure.
“Look at me,” he demands. His deep, sexy voice wrapping around me. I don’t need to be told twice, I open my eyes and find his brown eyes darker than normal as they collide with mine. “Concentrate on the feeling of my dick buried deep inside you, of my piercing dragging against you, hitting you in all the right places. On our bodies pressed against each other. Your hard nipples rubbing against my bare chest each time I slam into you. Give yourself over to me completely, Ivy,” he groans out.
I want to tell him I am, but I still can’t speak. I do as he asks and focus on the way he makes me feel. He’s pounding into me hard and fast. His piercing is amplifying the feeling a hundred times over. My pussy is dripping wet as I feel the tightening in my stomach, alerting me my orgasm is coming fast. My head is