Relinquish(24)

He closes his parted lips, nods, and in one swift move, grabs my wrists and pins them above my head. Leaning down, he plants kisses along my jaw, and down my neck. I arch my back, pushing my pebbled nipples into his chest, finding his heartbeat almost as rampant as mine. My body seeks the warmth of his, wanting that connection. I lean up and grab his bottom lip with my teeth, nipping it. His eyes go heavy and his breath comes out in short spurts. Seeing him unravel makes my body come alive, thoughts of second-guessing sleeping with Landon gone.

Just as I’m about to pull my mouth away, he deepens the kiss, exploring my mouth with his tongue. His taste is my kryptonite, I kiss him back passionately. He nudges my legs further apart with his knees and presses the tip of his cock against my opening. It feels huge. Scared, I close my eyes, preparing myself for the pain.

“Open your eyes, Charlie.” Landon breathes heavily against my lips. I slowly peel my eyes open, finding his. The green mixed with spots of brown reminds me of a rainforest after a hostile storm. He pulls his body back and thrusts himself into me in one swift movement. I buck against him and whimper loudly with pain. The fit is tight as he pushes every inch of his length deeply inside me, filling me. My nails anchor themselves into the skin of his neck, and I inhale deeply as my body tries to accommodate his size.

Landon’s eyebrows furrow as he thrusts again, a little slower this time. The pain searing through my lower half isn’t any better than the first time he drove into me, and I let out a small cry. He pulls off me and looks between us, finding the evidence of my innocence staining his cock and myself.

“What the f*ck, Charlie?” he growls, trying to pull off me completely. I dig my heels into his ass, pushing him back onto me.

He sighs heavily, closing his eyes.

“Do you know what you just gave me, Charlie?” he pants, his tone an edge of angry. I furrow my own brow and swallow the sudden lump in my throat.

“I didn’t give you anything. It’s nothing,” I whisper, pushing my hips upward, encouraging him to continue. I need him to continue; my body demands we finish. What’s virginity anyway? It’s nothing. I didn’t give him anything. It’s not any different than a man’s first time. The blood spilt from a virgin is just evidence that she’s passed from being innocent into something sinful.

“You just gave me a piece of yourself. I’ll be forever planted in your soul now, Charlie,” he whispers in my ear, brushing hair from my face. “Anytime you get turned on, any partner you have sex with in the future…you will always think of me. You lost a piece of yourself and gave it to me.”

He confirmed I wasn’t his, that I would be elsewhere having sex with others. Not him. That should stop me from continuing this charade. Realization should flood my mind, but I’m too high on want to care. I want him to keep f*cking me, to take my mind to a place of pleasure rather than pain. To take me from my f*cked-up life, even if it’s temporary.

“I didn’t give you anything,” I repeat, contradicting my thoughts. I push his ass cheeks with my heels, wanting him to keep going. A piece of me knows he’s right, though. I just sewed a piece of Landon into my soul, and now I’ll never escape him.

He continues to slowly thrust in and out of me. The pain that once ripped through me finally starts to climb into a blossom of pleasure.

“You chose this. You picked me. Now, you’ll never escape me,” he grunts, pushing himself up on his fists as if he is doing a push-up. “I’ll be rooted in the base of your memory forever.” He drives his cock into me, making my breasts bounce with the force.

“Yes!” I moan, my eyes heavy with arousal. Having a piece of Landon in me forever doesn’t so sound bad.

I turn my head, watching his arms flex and bulge with every drive of his hips. I can’t help but reach out and hold onto his biceps as he rocks into me. He leans down and nips my earlobe, making my mouth fall open and a whimper escape from my lips.

His dick hits me just right, the head of it creating a sensation I’ve never felt before. It’s indescribable and has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. My legs spread wider as I give him all of me.

“Oh, God,” I cry, arching my hips upward, wanting more of that blissful pressure rising in my core.

He leans down, takes my nipple between his teeth and gives it a light tug. My eyes flutter, and I let out a full-body mewl when I slowly slip over an edge of ecstasy from the warmth of his mouth on my bud. The scruff of his cheeks causes a delicious burn against the sensitive flesh of my breast.

I lazily open my eyes, finding his pinning me to the spot. The way he looks at me, it’s as if he can’t get enough.

“Why do I feel so drawn to you?” I blurt mindlessly, my mind only feeling the pleasure Landon inflicts upon me.

He shakes his head, breaking eye contact before he thrusts into me hard, his dick hitting that spot again, and again. Like a match finding its spark, I grasp the sheets, hanging on for dear life as my body drums with an intensity that leaves me holding my breath. Warmth ignites in my abdomen, racing through my body like wildfire. My head pushes into the mattress, my body heaving as it chases that realm of ecstasy into oblivion. I scream, the feeling of him f*cking me hard, the feeling of my orgasm crashing into one internal thought: euphoria.

The sensation of falling but flying at the same time slowly dissipates, allowing me to finally grab that morsel of oxygen I need so desperately. Landon roars a feral moan, stilling above me as he comes. His body suddenly relaxes and he falls on top of me. His weight nearly crushes me.