Page 104 of Ruining Him

“God, you’re so tight. You feel so good, little menace. You’re drenched for me. So warm and wet and all fuckingmine.”

“All yours,” I murmur, pushing my ass out against him and encouraging him to fuck me faster.

He takes the invitation, just like I knew he would, and pulls away, thrusting back into me and making my entire body edge forward on the bed, causing me to grip the sheets in an attempt to stay right where I am.

“That’s it. Be a good boy and keep fucking me like that.”

He moans and starts rocking into me faster, harder, rougher, his measured thrusts long and sharp, hitting me right where I need him.

“Feels. Too. Good,” he grits out, his hands fisting my hips so hard it’ll no doubt leave bruises, but I’ll welcome them if he makes me come again.

One hand loosens and slides under my body before he starts to slowly circle my clit with his thumb, sending a sharp burst of pleasure through my veins. I moan and whimper, our combined panting filling the air and no doubt alerting Harley to what we’re doing in here.

“Give me one more, baby. Come one more time for me. I need to feel your walls rippling around me when I come.”

I groan, bucking against him more until he speeds up his hand, rubbing my clit faster in the same rhythm as his thrusts. I feel like I’m on fire, thrumming with need and energy. Right now is when I’d usually tell him what to do, give him orders that he’d comply to, but I can’t even get the words out. My mind is a jumbled mess, and all I can focus on is the feeling of him inside me.

“Fuck, Cole. Fuck, fuck,fuck.”

I bury my head in the bed, my entire body rocking as the orgasm washes over me. He growls as he finds his own release, but I’m on too much of a high right now to do anything other than feel. Feel his body against mine, feel thetsunami of pleasure wash over me, feel the hot, wet spurts of his release as he pulls back and covers my ass and back in his cum.

He collapses on top of me, our panting breaths mixing together as our bodies collide. He rolls to the side and tucks me against him, his harsh breaths fanning my hair as I hide my face in his chest. My lips kiss his pec once, twice, three times before my teeth graze his skin and I bite down on him, making him laugh.

“God, I fucking love you.”

I laugh softly. “I fucking love you too.”

And I do.

I probably have for a while; I was just too blind to see it.

The blinders are off now, though, and I plan on cherishing everything I do have left, while I still have it.

We’ve come a long way from where we started, and sure, we still have stuff that we’ll need to work on, but after everything that’s happened in the last few weeks, I know we can get through it together.

In some fucked-up way, we were made for each other.

Our crazy joins together perfectly.

My need for control matches his need to let go.

I can show him who I am without fear of pushing him away, because I know if I ran, he’d run right after me.

He proved that when he showed up at the Richardson mansion, and he’s been proving it since the beginning.

I didn’t realize up until now that he’s been chasing me all along, he just did it in a way that was too subtle for me to realize what was really happening.

“You ready to get cleaned up?”

I’m ready for a shower.

I’m ready to stay here, at this school.

I’m ready for a real life and wherever that takes me.

I’m ready to throw myself headfirst into this relationship with him.

I’m ready to love him the way he deserves, just how he loves me.