Page 109 of Hate You Up Close

And God, I want her to touch me.

I want her hands all over me, marking my skin. I want to remember this moment every time I look in the mirror.

So I reach up and untie her, catching her lips as I do.

I slide my hand up her jaw and into her hair as her hands search my skin, frantically touching me everywhere she can. I angle my head, kissing her deeper and massaging her warm tongue with mine. She moans into my mouth as her nails dig into my back, scratching and clawing her name into my skin.

This doesn't feel like enough. We’re thrashing against each other, trying to claw into each other’s skin and become one. I need to be as deep as possible. I need every fucking inch of her wrapped around me.

Giving her bottom lip one last suck, I release my hold on her and pull out. We both groan at the loss.

Roxanne’s eyes bounce between mine with panic.

“What…What are you doing?” she asks, her brows knitted together with worry. “Why did you stop?”

“I’m not done with you,” I shake my head, reassuring her. “Turn over. On your stomach.”

As if my words are magic, she rolls over without hesitation. My dicks bobs against my stomach, begging to get back inside of her. Her perfectly round ass is on full display, looking so fuckable.

I wrap my fingers around her soft hips, pulling her back until my dick is positioned at the entrance of her slick pussy. I grip the base of my cock, rubbing the tip through her wet folds.

“Shit, Elliot,” she moans, rocking her hips as I rub my cock up and down her slit.

A grunt leaves my lips as I lower the head of my cock to her entrance, slipping back inside her pussy with one thrust.

Shit, it feels so much deeper like this. It’s as if her body was made for me, so warm and tight as her walls suck me in further than before.

The thought of having sex with one person for the rest of my life used to scare the hell out of me. Butthis…I could live in this moment forever. This is fucking everything.

“God, Rox,” I groan, rubbing my hands up and down her back as I watch my dick disappear into her wet heat. “You feel so good. Too fucking good.”

I start to lose control as my hips pick up speed. My pelvis slaps against her firm ass as I bury myself in her over and over again. She’s inching up the bed with each thrust, getting dangerously close to hitting her head against the wooden headboard.

Usually, I would ask whoever I’m fucking to grab onto the headboard, but fuck that. I want Roxanne pressed against my body. I want her smooth skin sliding against mine. I want her whimpering into my mouth as I feel her clench around my cock.

I remember how much it turned her on when I wrapped my hand around her throat in my office. How could I ever forget the way her eyes heated when my fingers lightly squeezed her delicate neck? I want - need to feel her pulse fluttering beneath my fingertips again.

So I reach down and wrap my fingers around her neck, pulling her up until her back slaps against my sweaty chest.

“Jesus,” I groan, lowering my free hand to massage her swollen clit.

The angle deepens my thrusts, feeling like I’ve bypassed her pussy and burrowed into her womb. It’s primal, the way I am with her. I want to take and take, until we both have nothing left to give. I want her to burn, melt beneath my scorching flames. And after, when the fire dwindles, nothing will be left but a pile of our ashes.

“Elliot,” she whimpers, almost crying as I rub circles againsther clit and tighten my hold on her neck. I hammer my hips, fucking her harder than before.

“I’m…I can’t,” she cries out. “I’m going to–”

“Good,” I growl, tugging her earlobe between my teeth. “Because I’m about to fucking lose it. My cock can’t take much more. You’re so,” I pant, trying to catch my breath as her walls start to clench around me, “fucking tight.”

“Fuck…Yes!Fuck…Oh my God, Elliot. Right there,” she moans, reaching back to tangle her fingers in my hair as she allows her release to take over.

Her pussy quivers, pulsating around my cock as her hips buck and grind, seeking out every bit of friction as she rides out her orgasm. She’s swallowing me whole, her walls pulling me in as she clenches around my cock until my soul leaves my body and I’m seeing fucking stars.

“Rox,” I groan, removing my hand from her clit to cup her jaw. “Yes, baby.”

My dick pulses, cum shooting into the condom as I part her lips with my tongue. She groans as I lick into her mouth, our tongues mating along with our bodies. With her hand in my hair and mine in hers, we kiss, writhe, and groan until our limbs start to tremble with exhaustion from holding each other up. Holding on like we’re each other’s lifeline.

We kiss until we’re breathless, until my dick starts to soften inside of her. Both of us are trying like hell to hold onto this moment…trying to deny the inevitable. This can’t last, and we both know it.