Page 54 of Intimately Faithful

Thrusting again.

“I want to do so many things, Aoife. You should tell me to get off you. So many things, I can taste them all.”

“No,never. I need you, Danny. Oh, please. Give them to me, all of them. It’s been so long.”

Not a second later he pushed off the wall and began striding through his house with Aoife clinging to his chest. He swallowed a groan and pressed his lips to hers, famished. “Keep rubbing your pussy on my stomach. I’m already starving for you. You’ll have me like a beast.”

He was part-way there already. Feeling like a cage had been unlocked and he’d been given permission to roam the dark streets.

He could remember how on nights like this, when she was extra needy wanting him, how she’d made his heart pound.

“Unleash the beast, handsome, I can take what you’ve got.” she taunted with her beautiful smile seducing him.

This wasn’t about making memories … was it? Or forging a future?

He needed her so much. For now it had to be enough.

For them both.

There was plenty of time to talk later.

But he had a feeling it was an inevitability where they were heading.

In the bedroom he set her down on her feet, though she didn’t go far by staying glued to the front of his body, tormenting him with how soft she felt.

He watched her petite body writhe and undulate.

She would never stay still when she wanted him, and she’d known how to push all of Danny’s buttons until they were doing things they probably should have waited a good few years to experiment with.

They’d been kids essentially, playing at grownups because their love was so massive they had to share two bodies to house it all.

She was his undoing.

He felt it snap beneath his skin.

An elastic band of control gone just like that and he grabbed her in, lowered his head until their mouths brushed, and breaths became labored.

“Feel what you do to me?” He knocked her with his hips, the ache pulsing through him. So hard, so much want he didn’t know what to do. When he lifted her this time with his hands under her armpits until she grabbed onto him with her vined legs, her whimper shot straight to that hard part of him and she moaned into his mouth.

A hungry girl sucking his tongue.

“Do you remember how well I used to fit?”

“God, yes. So tight wasn’t it, Danny?”

“How I only needed to tilt my hips and I’d be buried in the only home I needed.”

She cried out, latching onto his hair while he hoisted her up by the bottom and grinded on her like the dirty bastard he was, for thinking about the things he wanted to do to her little body.

Holy shit, the lust was battering him from all sides.

He couldn’t see straight, and he hated that every thought he had started with;she used to. Orshe once did this.

Everything was from the past, nothing from the present and itkilled him.

He should know all her wants and desires in present time.

He should be well equipped on just what Aoife needed.