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Story: Ghosts of the Dead
When he finds me already wet, he groans against my breast. “Is this for me?”
“Yes,” I pant, rocking against his hand. “Just for you.”
His touch turns gentler when his fingers circle my clit while his mouth works at my breast. His other hand pins my wrists above my head. I’m completely at his mercy, and it’s intoxicating.
He lifts his head to press another hungry kiss to my mouth, pressing his hardened length against my belly through his clothes. Heat pools between my legs as his finger runs through my folds.
“I want to taste every inch of you. You’re so fucking addicting.”
“Jace,” I whimper against his mouth before he silences me with a crushing kiss.
“Did you cry out for Mars the way you will for me?”
Before I can reply, he drops to his knees and tugs my shorts down in one swift motion, leaving me exposed. Before I can process the vulnerability, his mouth is on me, his tongue delving between my folds with the same desperate hunger in his kiss.
My head falls back against the wall with a broken moan escaping my lips. My freed hands fall to tangle in his messy brown hair. His hands grip my thighs, holding me stable as my legs threaten to give out. His tongue circles my clit before dipping inside me, and I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming his name.
“Jace,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair. “Please…”
He pulls back, looking up at me with eyes dark with desire, and rises to his feet. “Please what?”
“I need you inside me.” The words come out raw and honest.
He leans down to kiss me. It’s sweet this time, but that doesn’t last. His breath turns hot and uneven, and when he pulls back, his eyes never leave mine as he unbuckles his belt. A war rages inside him.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he says again, but his hands are already pushing his pants down his hips and freeing his impressive cock.
“Then stop if you want to,” I whisper, stepping out of my shorts that are pooled at my ankles. I kick them to the side.
“That’s the thing, though. I don’t want to, even though I know I should.” His hands grip my hips and he presses against me, the head of his cock teasing my entrance. He pauses, reaching into his back pocket to pull out a small foil packet. “I…found these at the pharmacy. Didn’t think I would be the one to need them.”
I nod, watching with my breath caught in my throat as he tears the packet and rolls the condom over his cock.
He looks down at me with a mix of restraint and desperation. “Tell me to stop, Autumn. Tell me you don’t want this.”
My fingers twist in the collar of his shirt and I pull him down so I can whisper against his lips. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
His hands slide around to squeeze my ass, and he lifts me up. My legs wrap around his waist, and he guides himself into me with one powerful thrust that has me crying out his name.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans, pressing his forehead against mine. “So fucking perfect.”
A whimper escapes my lips and my head falls back to rest on the wall behind me while my eyes flutter closed. I roll my hips against him, taking him deeper.
His mouth comes down to rest against my throat. “I never want to stop.”
“Then don’t,” I pant, as his thrusts intensify. Each one drives me higher, filling me more completely than I ever thought possible.
His pace quickens, each thrust harder than the last. I cling to his shoulders with my nails digging into his skin through his shirt. I wish we had more time to undress completely, to feel his bare skin against mine, but there’s an urgency to this that won’t allow it.
We need this.
Even though we shouldn’t.
But we can’t stop even if we tried.
“Look at me,” he commands.
My eyes snap open to meet his. The dark brown orbs swirl with everything he’s left unsaid.
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