Page 16 of In Death, Love Survives

The desire between us is palpable, and I know the tension is about to snap. Once it breaks, that really is it for us. It means that we’re in this together. This push and pull, back and forth, the games we’ve played, they all come down to this moment.

He’s waiting for me to make the decision… the final call that will change the trajectory of our lives.

The desire within Wolfe is set ablaze at my words, yet I still sense a feeling of hesitation. I’m a good girl to him, unlike his life back home.

“Nothing good will come from being with me. Everything about your life will change.”

I square my shoulders back and inhale deeply, trying to steady my racing heart.

“I want you to ruin me.”

That’s all the permission Wolfe needs, as one of his hands grips my chin, and he tilts my head upward.

“You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine,” I murmur.

Wolfe lowers his face and teases his breath near my mouth. Goose bumps erupt along every inch of my skin.

I’ve surrendered to Wolfe Walker.

Wolfe places gentle, unsure kisses on my lips. I want to deepen them immediately but let him set the pace, as much for him as for me. I have little experience with men, and I know Wolfe has a more seasoned background with women, one I’d rather not think about in this moment.

He kisses me once more and then lays his forehead against mine. With a ragged breath, he lifts his forehead off and leans in to kiss me fully.

Sparks fly as he starts to consume my mouth like it’s his dying breath. My hands shoot up to his hair as I undo the bun. Tossing his thin hair tie to the ground, I tangle my hands in it. I’ve been craving to touch it—touch him—since our first meeting.

Wolfe deepens the kiss as he grips my face and pulls me closer. I gladly take every punishing bit of it.

Breathless, he pulls away slightly but still holds onto my face.

“Nova, baby, lock your door.”

Without question, I pull out of his hold and lock the door as quietly as I can.

Walls may be right outside of it. Before he shut the door, he looked at me like he was worried for me. Hopefully, I’m reading more into that than I should be.

Wolfe takes my hand in his, and it feels like this is where my hand is meant to be forever. He leads me to the back of my desk.

He holds onto my hips and hoists me up onto the surface. As I position myself in the center of it, he kicks my desk chair to the side and out of the way.

My skirt naturally hikes up my thighs as I spread my legs apart to fit his broad frame. As Wolfe positions me inside his hold, I’ve never felt safer. His muscular arms, which are corded and strong, tell a story of a man all on their own.

“Wolfe,” I murmur.

My hands start to caress his chest.

“I love the way you touch me.” He groans with a thrust of his pelvis.

I grant him more access, spreading my legs further apart, anything to get the sensation of his body touching me even more than it already is.

“I love that I finally get to touch you,” I say, continuing to stroke his chest and abdomen.

Wolfe nuzzles his face into my neck and starts to place gentle kisses along it. They start off sweet before he begins to nip at it as well.

A soft moan escapes.

“Angel, you have to be quiet. We can’t have Walls coming in here.”

Leaning my head back to give him more access, I nod frantically as I bite down on my lower lip to prevent another moan from escaping.

“Can I touch you?” he asks.

It takes me by surprise, but then again, it doesn’t. Wolfe knows I’ve been through something traumatic, but he doesn’t know what just yet. He cares about my well-being.

“Yes. Please,” I beg.

One of Wolfe’s hands travels beneath my skirt and starts to pull at my panties. Lifting myself into the air, I make it easier for him to take them off completely.

It’s the most erotic sensation I’ve ever experienced. The way he slides them off teasingly only makes me wetter than I have been since he walked into my office.

With my panties on the ground, Wolfe follows suit, kneeling before my spread-out legs and bare sex.

He inhales deeply as I stay upright on my elbows.

I whimper, wanting him to take a lick and antsy for his next move.

“Baby doll, I can’t wait to devour this cunt day in and day out when I get out, but we’re short on time this go around. Are you going to be okay with that?”

Wolfe waits for my answer as he stands tall in front of me now.

“Yes,” I say with a grin.

“That’s my angel.”

He reaches for his waistband and pulls his pants down, followed by his gray boxers. Wolfe’s cock springs to life. It’s already hard and weeping, waiting to go into its forever home.

He starts to pull at it roughly as I just stare, watching his every movement.

“You’re going to make me feel like a god with the way you’re staring at my dick,” he teases.

My eyes dart up to his, and I shrug one shoulder.

“Maybe you are to me.”

Wolfe’s eyes darken as he becomes more serious from my words.

“Has it been a while?” he asks.

“I…”

“I don’t want a virgin. I want you. My size is clearly large, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Oh. Yes. It has been a while. More than a while. And I’ve never seen a penis so big before.”

Wolfe chuckles as he starts to stroke it against my wetness and between my folds.

“Doctor Dollface is here to play,” he taunts.

I blush, realizing I called it a penis and not something more sexy like a cock or dick. Anything but the term for it.

“Don’t get shy on me, dollface. I like you just the way you are.”

Wolfe takes one hand and grips my waist as he lines his cock up.

“Fuck me like I’m yours,” I whisper as I hold onto his shoulder.

He looks up at me as he slides into my sex. My mouth falls open as I press my chest out to him.

“You are mine.”

He thrusts in fully.

“Every.” Thrust.

“Fucking.” Thrust.

“Inch of you.” Thrust.

“Is mine.” Thrust.

“Yours,” I whimper.

Wolfe paws at my sides as he starts to slam into me harder and faster, as if this is the only chance we’ll get to do this. My arms wrap around his neck, hanging on when he increases his speed.

“Your pussy is the sweetest, tightest thing I’ve ever had,” he says with another thrust.

I moan as I get closer to coming with every pounding he’s giving.

“The perfect woman with the perfect pussy. I knew it was going to be…” He trails off as he takes a hand off my hip and starts to play with my clit.

“To be what?” I pant.

“Everything.”

Fireworks go off everywhere as I feel fire bursting from within. Wolfe consumes my mouth to prevent me from screaming as I come.

I should be concerned as I start to feel his cum spilling out of me, but instead, it makes me preen knowing that I’m officially his.

Wolfe pants with his mouth against mine as he finishes coming.

A few moments go by, and he finds some of the spilled cum. Playing with it against my thigh at first, he takes a small scoop and thrusts it back inside.

I yelp in surprise.

“My doll to play with, yeah?” he whispers.

“Yeah.” I sigh happily.