CHAPTER TEN
– MURRAY –
“Easy, sweetheart. I got you,” I murmur and pull her closer.
“Nothing from the past will ever hurt you again, and I will make damn sure no one will ever get the opportunity to add more scars. Physical or mental ones. Fuck. I knew you were strong. Knew it the second I laid eyes on you. It’s why I call you little rebel because you fucking fight like hell. ”
I bury my nose into her hair to breathe her in. Dammit. I knew she had more trauma when she was locked inside her head after she shot Burk. The intensity of the nightmares after that day, the look in her eyes; it all makes sense now.
Knowing the details of what this woman went through while my brain fills in the blanks makes anger flow through me.
I’m glad she killed the fucker, even if it was dumb luck in a fucked-up situation that presented the opportunity.
Hell, if the man hadn’t slipped in her mother’s blood and lost his knife? Elodie wouldn’t be here.
My last thought is unbearable and makes my chest tighten. The vow I just gave her is something I will live by. The leap we both took, going all in and becoming more than forced roommates, means she’s mine in every way. I’ll be damned if I let anyone or anything take what’s mine.
Elodie pulls her head back and stares at me. Eyes filled with unshed tears and so much emotion...it fucking pulls on my heartstrings. There are no words to comfort the gaping need to soothe the wariness and havoc running inside her.
She reaches out and caresses my bearded jaw as she climbs onto my lap. My cock hardens as her mouth covers mine. I groan and grab her ass to make her grind down on my length so she can feel what she’s doing to me.
Emotions are running high and it’s a reminder that we’re alive and free of our past to move on into the here and now. Something we both need...not to cling to trauma, to release and find pleasure in what we both create for ourselves.
Her lips leave mine so she can peel away her clothes. Tits swing free and I itch to suck on her nipples but instead I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. A little growl escapes her when she struggles to rid herself of the tight pants she’s wearing.
Eventually she jumps off my lap and quickly shimmies out of them until she’s completely naked. I get to my feet to take my pants off as well. A hard shove against my shoulder makes my ass fall back on the mattress.
She’s standing between my legs and is staring down at my cock. It takes everything inside me to stay still while all I want it to fist her hair, take my cock in my other hand, and fuck her mouth. The lust tearing through me is wild and is itching to rip free.
I suck in a deep breath when she wraps her fingers around my hard length. Her eyes are fixated on my piercings as she slowly strokes me. Her thumb flicks the large ring going straight through the slit of my cock and comes out of the underside.
“I’ve always been intrigued when it comes to piercings, and I even thought about giving one of my dildos a Prince Albert piercing...just like yours.” Her voice is husky and drenched with lust.
I have no reply for her and she doesn’t need one when she brings my cock closer to my belly and licks the underside of my cock from balls to tip, tongue bumping over my Jacob’s ladder.
Every piercing I’ve added has been for my own damn pleasure but watching Elodie eagerly explore every single one makes me want to tell her I got ’em all to please her.
The first time...her first time...was a heightened experience for both of us. It created an addiction for me, knowing how good her pussy feels wrapped around my cock. Fuuuuuck. To have her lean in and take the tip into her hot mouth? Heaven. A close second to having her pussy squeezing around me.
This woman brings sex to the next level, and I know it’s due to our connection.
It’s not just sex to get off, but it’s a development for what’s growing stronger between us.
A relationship, a bond...a...fuck. This woman might just be able to suck my heart right from my chest and out through the slit of my cock to swallow it down.
I reach out to grab her head and pull her back, making my length fall out of her mouth. “There’s no way my cum is going down your throat, Elodie.”
Reaching down, I fist my cock and grit, “Sink that sweet pussy down on my cock so I can watch your tits bounce.”
Shit. The image I just created inside my head is enough for me to combust. Precum is leaking out, and I quickly divert my gaze. The sight of Elodie’s swollen lips, all puffy from sucking my dick, isn’t helping matters.
She swings her leg over my lap and places her pussy right over me, the tip sinking in to her wet warmth, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. Hot pleasure is building with every piercing she takes inside her.
Swirling her hips, biting her lip, lust in her eyes, hands tugging at her own nipples...holy fuck, my woman is a true sexual goddess. I’m one lucky fucker and instead of thrusting my hips up to fuck her, I let her ride me and simply watch my woman take pleasure from my body instead.
I place my hands on her thighs and slide them up to grip her hips. She’s fixated on her own pleasure, chasing her orgasm. I can feel she’s close by the way her walls constrict around my cock. Her bouncing falters and that’s when I take over.
Helping her up and down my cock, thrusting my hips to bury myself balls deep inside her, I make sure to hit the right spot that makes her scream my name.
It’s enthralling to watch her face fill with serenity.
A moment where nothing matters except for the overwhelming bliss that short-circuits the brain.
No more thinking and simply feeling pleasure ripping through your veins.
It’s infectious. Her bliss surrounds me and it creates a longing to ride the same waves. She’s almost coming down when I surge up and wrap my arms around her, allowing me to lift her up and turn us around. My cock is still deep inside her when I start to fuck her into the mattress.
My thrusts are hard and rough. The need to take her deeper, to feel all of her is primal.
She’s so damn wet. The sound of skin slapping skin, along with the grunts from both of us, fill the room.
I lean in and catch one of her nipples with my mouth.
Nibbling with my teeth, I suck hard. Fucking perfect.
Her hands are in my hair, nails raking my scalp, and that’s when I let go. Of her nipple and the need to hold back my orgasm. Bliss hits hard and I give one last thrust to keep rooted. I can feel the cum rip from my cock, pulsing hot jets into her womb.
For a split second I let myself think my seed is taking root. Branding her from the inside out while creating life. She shudders in my arms softly moaning my name in adoration.
“Yes,” she murmurs, as if agreeing to my madness to impregnate her.
Shit. There hasn’t been a moment in my life when I had a single thought about becoming a father.
Family life, a woman to slap a ring on and call her wife.
I guess it doesn’t hold any significance until you find the right person.
This feeling solidified the fact that I did.
Elodie is it for me, and I will fight like hell to keep her at my side.
Clearly, all the oxygen filled blood went to my cock because I feel dizzy and drained from the mind-blowing orgasm I just experienced. Keeping her close, I roll us and make sure to drape her over my body while my cock stays cocooned by her pussy.
Elodie snuggles closer and I can feel her racing heart against my own. There’s no need for words as we stay close. After a few minutes I hear her breathing even out and know she’s fast asleep. Within this moment I allow myself to believe everything is right in the world.
Easy to do when the woman lying on top of me has rapidly become my reason for living.