Chapter 47
Chapter Forty-Seven
Three days later - The Agile Security & Rescue Underground Compound
Allison’s expression is skeptical. “Are you sure this won’t hurt you?”
When I grab her waist, spin her around and push her forward until she’s leaning over the enormous bathroom vanity in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, she stops fretting.
“You’ve driven me mad, prancing around in those little panties. Now hold still and let me have some of your good medicine.”
“I just don’t want?—”
Her grumble turns to a little moan when I dip my fingers in the front of her sexy, pale pink panties—the ones I bought for her.
She moans my name when I find her nipple through the matching naughty little, lace tank top with my other hand.
“Honey, I’m more than capable of stopping if my ribs get too painful, but I doubt they will. Not like this. Not with you slippery as hell and me able to bend you over like this. I was fine last time.”
“Not after.”
I chuckle as my fingers find heaven—the sweet wetness that’s my favorite sensation on Earth. “I got a little carried away when I got on top.”
“Exactly. You’re terrible at judging.”
Nipping her ear, I slip my fingers deep, keeping my other hand busy gliding the calluses of my palm over her peaked nipple. “But it’s so worth it. Now let me take care of my job.”
She shudders in my arms. “How can I say no when you’re doing this to me?”
Eyes beginning to shimmer, she licks her lips, staring at me in the mirror.
Fuck, she’s pretty.
Since we’ve been here at the underground cave resort, the worry lines have gone. Her hair’s always shiny and spilling down her back in the most fistable waves.
I’ve been walking around with a raging hard-on since we got here.
Good thing we have the gigantic complex to ourselves. Minus the staff who bring fresh food and stock the pantry, but they make themselves scarce.
It’s just me and her.
“My point exactly,” I murmur as I kiss her neck. “Now push down my boxers. My dick is aching. I’ve got to get inside of you.”
It’s my turn to raggedly breathe when slim, warm fingers free my length, and wrap around the shaft. “Fuck, baby. Yes. Guide me in.”
It’s only the second time I’ve had my girl since we arrived, the first, admittedly, I kind of fucked myself up when I threw her legs over my elbows and destroyed us both.
But it was so good.
Her eyes slide over me as that sexy hand guides me, sliding me between her lips, getting me soaked.
“Ah, god. Killin’ me right now.” I chew the inside of my jaw to keep from grabbing her hips and slamming into her.
A sweet, wicked, little grin turns her mouth upward.
I want to devour that smile.
“Give me your mouth.”
She looks at me over her shoulder, the vision of my naughty soon-to-be fiancée making my heart clench.
“What do you want, big boy?”
“To fuck your mouth with my tongue while I slam into your g-spot.”
“Dirty talk, I swear?—”
I catch her lips with mine and do exactly as I promised. I drive into her mouth, stealing her breath as my cock thrusts into her pussy’s heated welcome.
That bossy and playful side vanishes and out comes my favorite side of Allison. The one who’s not afraid to show me how much she gets off on my cock, my tongue, my fingers.
This time when she looks at our reflection, she eggs me on with her parted lips, her flushed pink cheeks, the way her fingers bite into the counter, the sweet, throaty sounds she makes.
I’m down so bad for this girl.
I only want to make her happy. Every way I can.
So, when her breathing speeds, and her eyes close, I know I’ve got the right rhythm, angle is perfect, and the depth is just right to take her over the edge. The first time.
When a wave tightens her pussy, I know how to push her to the peak.
Fingers on her clit, making slow circles, and a tease along the tight ring between her cheeks.
My Ally loves to be owned.
“Oh, Truck, god, that’s so…good. Don’t. Stop.”
“Never.”
“Yes!” Legs shaking, her head pitching back against my chest, she screams. “Ah! Yes! Yes!”
Holding there, I let her come all over me, soaking in the beautiful tightness, the sweet surrender of her coming unglued in my arms.
It’s so good, and so hard not to keep thrusting. But she’s floating down, and I want her soft and easy.
When I kiss her neck, she smiles at me in the mirror. “You’re so good at that.”
“I want you happy.”
“And what about you?”
I gently push her forward until I slide free so I can spin her around. This time when I kiss her, I hold her pretty face in my hands—hands that have killed other men. Palms that bear the scars of war. Hands that will slide a ring on her finger and hold her to me in the darkest nights.
Fuck. I’m humbled by her.
“I love you so much, beautiful.”
“Love you too,” she breathes, taking hungry nips at my lips. “I want you to feel good too.”
“I do. And I’m not done.”
When I drop my hands to her thighs and pick her up, her eyes flare in the cutest way.
I deposit her onto the marble vanity and drag her forward until the pretty, pink place between her legs is on display for me.
When I step into that welcoming vee—my spot—her legs wrap around my hips.
The feeling that blooms inside me is ancient. Like a homecoming for the most primal part of me.
This time, we watch each other’s movements, the tiny expressions, the heat building between us as I spread her open. Splitting her wide with the broad shaft of my veiny erection.
“That’s it, let me in, sweetheart.”
“Oh. You’re so big, so deep like this.”
“I know,” I growl, trying to pace myself. “Fuck, I know it’s deep. I feel all of you. You’re made for me.”
Edging her fingers into my hair, the bite of her nails spikes my pleasure.
“Yeah, do that. I love that.”
She keeps stroking, as I glide out. Slam in. Glide out, angle a little more downward. Slam in.
Every full-force impact makes her breath hitch, and those pert tits of hers bounce.
“I’m gonna come in the deepest part of this sweet pussy, Ally.” My words are throaty, and lust-filled sounds from the base of my body follow.
Angling against me in time to my thrusts, Allison takes me and takes me, driving my heart to a dangerous speed.
Sweat slides down my back, slicking the place where her legs are locked around me. Securing me to her.
I love it.
Crave it.
Can’t think about anything but us.
Us.
The big us. The future. The unshakeable thing where souls intertwine.
I’ve never felt it before.
Dropping my head, I catch her lips, devouring her. We’re nothing but thrusts and moans, and hungry, biting hands, contracted muscles, and desperation.
“Fuck, babe… I’m there, you gotta come with me.”
She arches her neck back until we’re eye to eye again. Soul to soul. “Always.”
And we go.
Fucking go all in. Over the edge, just like when we jumped off the cliff.
I’m so far gone I don’t even realize someone is shouting my name until Allison jolts against me.
“Someone’s here. Tell me that it’s not so.”