Chapter 77
LINCOLN
Ilick my lips as I climb back up her body, taking her in. The second I get to the bunched-up fabric of the jersey around her shoulders, I reach out and tug it over her head.
I might want to fuck her while she’s wearing it, but that can wait for another day.
Today, I don’t want an inch of her covered.
The second it’s free from her head, I throw it aside and duck down to kiss her.
She moans as her taste explodes on her tongue, but she doesn’t back away.
Her hands slide down my back until her fingertips hit the waistband of my sweats. Her touch is so gentle as she tries not to put pressure on my bruises. It makes my skin prick with goose bumps.
“Parker,” I moan into our kiss.
Her hands push my sweats over my ass before she wrestles them over my hips, letting my aching dick spring free.
Helping her, I kick the fabric off, leaving me as bare as her.
“Fuck,” I gasp as she wraps her hand around my length and slowly starts stroking me.
Precum leaks from the tip, and she gathers it up before rubbing it around the head.
“I’ve never needed anything in my entire life as much as I need you,” I groan, resting my forehead against hers and staring down into her eyes.
“Please,” she whimpers, wrapping both her legs around my waist and tugging me down.
My cock grazes over her pussy, and we both gasp at the sensation.
“I need you, Linc.”
“What do you need, pretty girl?” I taunt, wanting her to say it.
“You. I need you inside me.”
Christ. This woman wrecks me in the best kind of way.
“You’re sure?” I ask. “Because after this, there is no going back, no walking away, no changing minds. Once I’m inside you again, that’s it. It’s us. Forever.”
She nods without hesitation.
“I’m never walking away again. Our time is now.”
I squeeze my eyes closed as I try to keep my shit together.
I’ve waited so fucking long for this.
“Reach up and grab my wallet,” I say, jerking my chin toward where it rests on the sideboard behind the couch.
Parker frowns, but she does as she’s told and feels for it.
The second she wraps her fingers around the leather, she brings it between us.
As she holds it, her hand trembles lightly, letting me know that this is affecting her just as much as it is me.
“Behind the photo of me and Nova,” I say.
She opens it and looks in the pocket.
“There isn’t a condom in here,” she says, her frown deepening.
“I know. Pull the picture out.”
As she does, the front photo of me and my sister a few years ago at a Vipers game stays put while another one slides free.
I know the second she sees it because her breath catches.
“Linc,” she whispers, staring at the small photo as if it can’t be real.
“That’s been in my wallet since that day.”
“N-no,” she sobs. “Why? I left. I turned my back on you and—”
“I wasn’t giving up on you, Parker. I’d never give up on you.”
I pluck the small image from her hand and look at it like I have done a million times over the years.
Parker stands with a wide smile on her face, wrapped in her stunning prom dress with the world at her feet.
She was so beautiful that night. Hell, she’s beautiful every night.
But while she might have bad memories of her prom, it was hands-down the best night of my life.
Well, it was until right now. Something tells me what’s hopefully going to happen next will trump it.
“I’ve kept a little bit of you with me every day since.”
She shakes her head and she loses her fight with her tears as they trickle over her temples and soak into her hair.
“I love you,” she blurts.
Holy shit.
The words hit me like a bullet to the chest.
“Say it again,” I demand.
“Linc,” she breathes, gazing up at me with her big, watery eyes. “I love you.”
My lips slam down on hers. I abandon the photo and my wallet and focus entirely on her.
“There are condoms in my room if you want me to—”
“No. I don’t want anything between us. Please, Linc. Let me feel you.”
Fucking hell. This woman…
“As long as you’re happy with that,” I force out.
“Please, Linc. I can’t wait any longer.”
“Fuck, yeah.”
Shifting my position, I hitch her thigh up and drag my cock through her pussy, coating myself in her juices.
I hold her eyes as I fight to drag in the air I need.
Finding her entrance, I notch myself in just slightly.
Even that is enough to have me racing toward a release all too soon.
“Linc,” she whimpers, sliding her hand up my arm and wrapping it around the back of my neck, anchoring us together. “I…I love you.”
“Christ, Parker,” I groan, pushing myself inside her, agonisingly slowly. “I love you too.”
“It’s okay. Keep going. Please. Keep going,” she begs, assuming that I’m taking it slow for her comfort.
Of course, that is part of it. I never want to hurt her. But mostly, I need to take it slow to save me from blowing the second I’m fully seated inside her.
“I…I just need—”
She nods, understanding where I’m at without me saying anything.
Gripping my neck tighter, she drags my mouth down to hers.
As her tongue slips past my lips, I push deeper inside her.
She’s so fucking tight I can barely stand it.
“Fuck, Parker. You feel so fucking good,” I groan once I’m as deep as I can go at this angle.
“You too. I need…I need—”
“I’ve got you, pretty girl. I’ve always got you,” I promise as I begin to move my hips.
Slowly at first, allowing us both to get used to it, but before long, she’s clawing at my back and each of my thrusts is harder.
“Oh god, yes. Linc,” she cries, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.
“Oh no. I need those eyes on me, babe. I need you to know who’s doing this to you.”
“I know. I know. Trust me, I know.”
“Good.”
My grip on her hip tightens to the point she’ll probably be left with bruises tomorrow, but she doesn’t say anything.
Our bodies move together as if they’ve done this a million times. It’s hands-down the most exhilarating yet natural experience of my life.
“Oh shit, Linc. There. Right there,” she cries as I lift her ass, hitting her that little bit deeper.
“Are you going to come all over my cock, pretty girl?”
“Yes, yes.”
I reach down with my free hand and press two fingers against her clit.
She cries out, her pussy clamping down on me so tight that I know I’m not going to last.
“That’s it, babe. Give me everything. Let me feel you milking my cock. I’m gonna fill you up so good, you’ll forget anyone else was ever here.”
“Linc. Fuck. Yes. Oh my gooooooood.”
Fucking hell, if that isn’t the most beautiful thing I’ve seen, then I don’t know what is.
“Jesus. Fuck. Parker. Fuck,” I groan as I spill inside her.
My movements slow as I drag out the final seconds of our releases before I drop to my side and pull her with me.
Wrapping her up in my arms, I nestle my head in her neck and breathe her in.
Mine.
All fucking mine.
I don’t know how long we lie there entwined in each other. Time doesn’t matter anymore. The only thing that does is the woman in my arms.
“That was…”
“Yeah, it was that and a whole lot more. Totally worth the wait.”
Parker giggles at my words, and my chest expands with the love I feel for her.
“It’s been a long six years.”
“Yeah, but the good news is, we only have to wait like six minutes to go again.”
I’m still inside her, so she’s as aware as I am that six minutes is a push; I’ve barely softened.
“Six minutes, huh?” she asks, rolling her hips.
“Feeling greedy, Donnelly?”
“It has been six long years, Storm. You’ve got some time to make up for.”
Rolling onto my back, I pull her with me so she’s sitting astride my waist, my cock still buried inside her.
With my hands on her hips, I help her move, my eyes taking her in from her flushed cheeks and chest to her hard nipples and her glistening pussy. “Show me what I’ve been missing, babe. Then I’m taking you to my bed and spending all night worshiping you.”
“All night?” she questions.
“All fucking night.”
By the time we both find our next releases, the movie has long finished.
“I need to shower,” Parker mutters against my chest, where she collapsed a few minutes ago. “But I don’t think my legs will hold me up.”
“That’s what you’ve got me for.”
Shifting us both to the end of the couches, I get to my feet and lift her into my arms.
“Ew, gross,” Parker complains as I slip out of her.
“What?” I ask as I march across the room.
“You’ve just come in me twice and…and well, it’s dribbling out.”
“Is that right?” I ask, my legs suddenly moving faster toward my bedroom.
“Linc, what are you—” Her words are cut off as she bounces against my mattress.
Reaching out, I grab her knees and spread her thighs.
“Holy shit,” I gasp as I watch myself leak out of her. “I’m pretty sure that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She cries out as I drag my fingers through my cum and push it back inside her.
“Sensitive, babe?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You could come again though, couldn’t you?”
She nods.
“My greedy little whore.”
Pushing my fingers deeper, I curl them to find her G-spot.
“Oh god.”
“Give me another one, then I’ll carry you to the shower and clean you up myself.”
In only a few short minutes, she’s clamping down on my fingers, her body convulsing on top of my bed, my name like a plea on her lips.
I’m hard as fuck again as I do as promised.
I turn the water on, wait for it to heat with her head resting on my shoulder, and then step us both under it.
“You did so good, babe. Such a good girl for me.”
She whimpers at my praise.
“Can you stand?”
She shakes her head, and I chuckle.
“Let me clean you up, then I’m going to tuck you into my bed.”
“Mmm.”
Lowering her to her feet, her knees thankfully hold out, and I make quick work of washing her hair—with her brand of shampoo I bought a while ago to ensure I was prepared for this night— and then I clean up her body before wrapping her in a big fluffy towel and carrying her back to my bed.
“Tonight was amazing,” she tells me sleepily. “Thank you. For everything.”
“Babe,” I say, dropping my towel and falling onto the bed beside her. “Trust me, it was my pleasure,” I say, rolling over and tugging her into my side.
“I love you, Lincoln Storm,” she mumbles.
“I love you, too, Parker Donnelly.”