our hunger, all our anger and frustration coming out in a frenzy.
“Tell me you want me,” he says against my mouth, pressing his erection against my stomach. “Tell me we still have something.”
“We still have everything,” I manage to say before he kisses me again. His hands slide down the sides of my dress and he hikes it up around my waist. His fingers move between my thighs and find me wet already. I can’t help but whimper.
“Did you not wear underwear because you knew I’d be here?” he asks through a groan, kissing down my neck, sucking at my skin.
“I was planning on talking to you,” I admit. I close my eyes to the sensation of his fingers sliding where I’m achingly slick and as sensitive as a bomb.
“Talking like this?” he asks as he reaches under and grabs my ass, hoisting me up with a grunt until my legs wrap around his waist.
“I was feeling optimistic.”
I reach down and fumble for his belt buckle, my hands not moving fast enough, my body growing more desperate by the second.
He unzips his pants, taking his cock out. I gape at it for a moment; it’s almost gratuitous how thick it is. I revel in knowing how hard I make him.
But the thoughts quickly dissolve.
With one fluid motion he pushes himself inside me to the hilt.
I gasp, nails on his tux jacket, trying to breathe through it as I’m practically impaled against the wall. “Oh god,” I cry out softly, feeling every hot and hard inch of him.
He comes at me again, pulling out just enough and quickly slamming his length back in, pushing the air out of my lungs, making my limbs tremble.
“Fuck, Thalia,” he growls, his pace becoming fast and frantic as he fucks me against the wall. “It’s been too long. I’ve been too long without you. Never put me through this again.”
“I won’t,” I say through a moan as his hand slips down and he slides his thumb against my clit.
God, I’ve needed this. I’ve wanted this.
“I’ve missed this,” I say, my words low and broken and raw. I dig my nails in deeper, holding on to him, holding on to what we have. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missed you.”
He brings his mouth to mine, his tongue sliding in hungrily as he pumps against my hips at a dizzying pace. His forehead is furrowed in pure concentration, this desire to fuck the doubts out of me, to make sure there’s no one else but him.
And there isn’t anyone else but him.
It’s only ever been him.
Something inside me threatens to break at that moment, and it’s not the orgasm that I can feel around the corner. It’s something different, something new, something delicate and fragile and beautiful. It’s coming alive inside me, unfurling in my chest, and wanting to consume me whole.
Don’t make me fall in love with you.
Spare my heart from that pain.
“Thalia,” he whispers against my mouth, his voice breaking. “I need you to come. I need to know what I still do to you.”
His fingers slip down, pressing against where his cock is disappearing inside of me, swirling around until my mind splinters and I’m brought to dizzying heights.
Like a match trying to light, it finally strikes the right place.
I come so fucking hard and so fucking fast, captured between his lips one moment and spiraling out of control the next. “Oh god!” I cry out, not caring that my voice echoes across the room, that there’s a world out there with people who could find us, find this.
I don’t care anymore.
I only care about him.
“Fuck,” he says through a groan. As my body feels like it’s being shot through a kaleidoscope of colors, he drives into me with one final, brutal thrust. His eyes are pinched closed in bliss as the orgasm rips through him. “This is my heaven…my heaven…”
His words trail off as his pumping slows, and I stare up at him, a sheen of sweat on his forehead, at his wet and open mouth, the way his eyes are heavy and sated as they stare at my lips, my nose, my eyes.
“If you’re going to be with me, you’re going to be with me,” he says hoarsely, still inside me. I’m trembling, my hips cramping from my thighs squeezing him so hard. He brushes a strand off my face and kisses my temple. “No breaks. No complications. I’m yours and you’re mine. Promise me this.”