The Long Way Home (Corps Security #6)(25)
“Is that right?”
“You ever come like that before?”
She shakes her head.
“You’re gonna let me fuck you the way I want to fuck you, then you can answer that again when I’m done with you.”
“I already know there will be no comparisons when you take me. You make me come alive.”
Fucking hell.
“You have no idea, Olivia. No idea at all.”
I lean over and grab my wallet, tagging a condom from the back and sheathing myself in quick succession. When my body covers hers, her hands roam up and then slowly down my back, not stopping until she has my ass under her palms. Her hair wild around her head, her breasts begging for my mouth, and those lips still red and swollen from our kisses. She looks stunning. I keep hold of her gaze and start rocking my hips against hers. Sliding my heavy cock between her lips, I coat myself with her wetness. She meets every move with one of her own, us in sync completely. I watch the color rise on her chest, knowing she’s already close to coming again just by feeling my cock against her clit.
“I don’t do slow, Olivia.”
“I don’t want slow.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I continue, lifting my hips slightly so my tip is at her entrance.
“I want to feel that pain,” she gasps when I feed an inch of me into her tight heat.
“You don’t know what you’re saying. I’m a rough man. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She lifts her head and looks directly into my eyes, holding my gaze so I see the truth behind her words.
“I want your rough. You make me feel things I thought were forever gone for me. Fuck me hard and make me feel alive.”
Alive.
Make me feel alive.
She has no way of knowing the power her words ring through me. The truth slams home in my heart.
Her words light the fire, and I thrust the rest of my cock into her body. I pause, letting her get used to me, and wait so I can breathe through the incredible feeling of being buried deep inside her.
“Take me … please. Coop, take me.”
My cock twitches, and my heart slams inside my chest.
“Say that again,” I demand, pulling out slightly.
“Take me,” she says.
“No. Say my name.”
Her wild eyes fill with something I can’t place, but she gives me what I need, and I’m done for. Completely fucking done for.
“Coop,” she says on a breath. “Please, Coop.”
“Fuck,” I breathe.
Then I take her. I fuck her so hard that I know it has to hurt, but she doesn’t act like it does. She is just as lost in me as I am in her. She continues to say my name over and over, begging me not to stop. Like I even could. It would take a miracle for me to stop. I’ve never felt anything better than being inside this woman. Her skin slides against mine, our sweat mingling. I take her mouth and pour everything I wish I could say into that kiss. Keeping her fevered screams down my throat, I swear to everything there is that I can feel them reach my balls, curling around me and gripping tight. I power through, feeling her pussy ripple against my cock. When she sucks my lip between hers and bites down as she comes, I’m done for.
I thrust deep and lift my mouth off hers and bury my head in her neck, kissing my way to her shoulder. My mouth opens right over her shoulder, and my teeth bite down as I groan out my own release. I come so hard, I’m not even sure if the condom did any good. It feels too good. She’s so wet, it very well could have been worthless.
I can’t find it in me to give a shit.
“Wow,” she breathes, coming down. “Can we do that again?”
I lift my head, look into her eyes, and for the second time in years … I smile.
“Yeah, babe. We’re going to do that again.”
Her smile is lazy, her whole body relaxed. “Can we do that a lot more?”
My lips keep turning up, smiling like I used to … like I didn’t have a care in the world.
“Yeah, we’ll do that a lot more.” I move my softening cock inside her, and her eyes heat.
“I could get used to this, and that scares me,” she admits with a soft cry when I slip from her body.
I look down between us and see that the condom isn’t even attached to my cock anymore.
Lifting up, I look down at her red pussy lips to see the condom hanging out of her. I hook a finger and pull it out, looking into her eyes as I hold it up.
“This doesn’t scare me, so what’s that tell you?”
Her eyes widen, but she just opens and closes her mouth.
“Any other woman and I would have been close to losing my mind. Don’t be afraid of me, Olivia. Don’t be afraid of what you feel. Because if this doesn’t scare me, then I can honestly tell you that you don’t need to be feeling a damn bit of fear where I’m concerned.”
“I’m not on the pill, but the timing should be okay.”
“I wouldn’t give a shit even if it wasn’t. Give me your hand.”
She listens instantly, and I place her palm against my chest.
“Not once in over twenty years have I felt like this worthless piece of shit was still working. Not once. We move at whatever pace works for us, but don’t let fear into it. Not when you just brought me back from the dead, Olivia. It’s only everything I’ve ever wanted but never let myself believe I could have.”