Love Survives (Love's Suicide #2)(77)

Kat’s next sultry kiss was loaded with carnal desire. Her boundaries were way past us. Nothing could stop this from happening, not unless the building caught fire. Then I’d take them to safety before getting back to where we left off.

Feeling her tugging at my boxers only made me want them off faster. I hopped from the bed and shoved them down, climbing back on to a lower position. Her underwear was standing between me and that enchanting area of hers. I kissed the fabric, admiring the way her body jumped at my impassioned touch. I explored her with my fingers, sliding back the fabric to see her vibrant *, tempting me to taste it. I looked up at Kat as I rubbed her clit for the first time, smiling as her body bucked in response. I peered down, watching her cunt as I rubbed it, and how her lips separated when I spread them apart. I blew on that area, watching and waiting for it to react. She was so warm, and I couldn’t wait to place my mouth down there to taste her again. My mouth watered as I continued to scope out the area, touching it with my thumb and watching her whole body shake.

I felt like an animal, ready to ravage her until she was left fulfilled, yet begging for more.

First I needed to remove those panties. I couldn’t have anything in the way when I dove down and passionately licked over her delectable cunt. I would savor every juicy inch, making sure there wasn’t any spot left unattended.

I stared at her as she exposed herself to me, bringing me back to the last time I’d been this hungry. My tongue drug over my lips as I narrowed in on the prize, dragging my hands over all the places I was prepared to lick. Just being this close to her was making me emotional again. Before I could devour every inch of this woman I needed an extra bit of reassurance. “Kat, promise me that this is forever. Tell me that when I wake up in the morning, you’re still going to be in my arms. Assure me that this time is different.”

I’d never seen such honesty radiating off of someone before. “I’m never leaving you again. Wherever you go, I’m going to be by your side. I want this, Brooks. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. We’re a family, and nobody can ever take that away from us.”

She brought her lips to mine, making me forget the task I was so set on minutes before. I slid my fingers inside of her while torrid kisses led me to enter her. I couldn’t hold out with foreplay, not this time. I was too horny; too provoked. “The first time’s going to be fast, but after that, I’ll be able to go all night.”

She purred out her reply, letting me know she was just as turned on. I pulled her to be perfectly positioned with me. Her petite body was easy to maneuver. “We have forever, so time isn’t going to be a problem.”

I finally had her where I’d wanted her for so long. It was impossible to control everything that was running through my mind. I wasn’t worried about the repercussions of this, or how much harder it would be for me to control my anger when I had to face her husband. I wasn’t thinking about anything but us. I was going to push until she fell into everything I had to offer her. We were far from perfect, but close enough to be able to taste it.





Chapter 38


I’d tried to tell myself that she was gone. For years I felt like I’d never have a chance to be with her again. Now she was in my arms, asking me to make love to her. She had all of me, still, after so long. When she cried, I’d be there to wipe away her tears. I’d be the man she could count on, just like when we were kids.

Finally we were here together. She’d made up her mind, and I felt confident that she meant it. With every touch from her fingers I got chills. Her lips were like sweet candy; the kind that leaves one wanting more. I craved every inch of her skin, knowing that after this first encounter I’d be able to focus more to give it to her.

There was no victim in this room. We weren’t doing this to feel better about anything. Us being together like this was about something much deeper. Just like the times before, I was losing my grip on reality. Only she could do this to me. Only Kat could make the world feel like it was spinning out of control. I was losing myself in her again, and this time I wasn’t afraid.

Each time our eyes met I felt a surge shooting straight to my cock. I needed to be inside of her, immediately, before my arousal became painful.

We kissed several times before I lifted her onto my lap, sitting up for a better position. I didn’t trust that this would make me last longer. Hell, I knew I’d be a puddle of nothing as soon as I slipped inside. Her eagerness was apparent. Even as engorged as I was beneath her, I could feel her juiced lips rubbing over me.

She held onto me tight, seeing what I was about to do even before I made the move. It was insane how synced we were to one another. I could close my eyes and make love to her without effort, or guidance.

Then it happened. She wiggled until I was there, sliding easily inside of her welcoming entrance. She was so wet, so salacious. We rocked together, both moving slow as we tried desperately to handle what was happening after so long.

For Kat, the reality of me not being dead was causing this to be super intense, while my own fears were controlling my movements, preventing me letting a single one get the best of me. I was no superhero, but I wanted to be hers.

Beads of sweat ran down my face and I held her close to me, allowing her to stay in control. My eyes remained open. I couldn’t close them when I wanted to remain alert for this whole occasion. I didn’t want to live or breathe unless I could feel her next to me each and every day for the rest of my life. Years of pain was dissipating as she rocked her naked body overtop of mine. Her tight walls surrounded me with pleasure, making me strain to stay coherent. All of these emotions were accompanied by lust. I was starved for this woman, unable to imagine how many times it would take to have my fill.