With every thrust inside me, I felt the mass of his body movement inching me a little higher on the glass. I savored the feel of his dick splitting me open. I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk in the morning without feeling him there.
My pussy throbbed against his shaft while my G-spot pulsated along the head of his cock. Over and over again.
“I’m going to come,” I rasped.
Our ravenous bodies and rage had taken over. My back hit the slider again and again. We were both spiraling out of control in a frenzy from the feel of our mouths and bodies colliding. Coming together as one. He felt it as much as I did. It lingered in our chaos.
Each thrust.
Every moan.
Each push and pull.
Brought back memories neither one of us could ever forget.
He fucked me harder and with more determination, his heart beating fast against mine. Kissing me passionately with everything left inside of him.
“Ah! I’m going to come…” I shut my eyes.
“Eyes stay on me, sweetness. Let me take care of you.”
His words brought me back to another place and time when his dick was inside of me for the first time. Caging me in with his arms against my head, he looked deep into my eyes, and I showed him everything he needed to see.
I panted, and my body shuddered the closer I got to release.
“You’re tight, little pussy was made for me, baby. How many times have you thought about this? About my cock deep inside of you? I showed you how to come, Kinley. I showed you everything you love.” He slammed into me, using my hips as leverage and making me keep up with his vigorous pace.
“What do you think, baby? Should I just stop and leave you like this? Maybe then you’ll know what you’re doing to me. Maybe then you’ll feel me dying for you. Maybe then you’ll finally admit you don’t want this fucking divorce.”
He never once let up on his ruthless thrusts. One by one, I began to come down his cock.
“I’m coming… I’m coming… I’m coming…” I breathlessly panted, fighting back the tears from how true his statement was.
“Yeah, Kinley … just like that. Squeeze my fucking cock like my good girl.” Another growl escaped from deep within his chest, as I milked his cock to come right along with my orgasm.
He roughly thrust in a few more times before our bodies went lax, breathing heavily on one another. Our thoughts running marathons, mimicking our fuck session that happened out of pure anger and desperation to feel some sort of connection to each other.
I reveled in the feeling of him still inside of me, not wanting this to end.
It didn’t.
Christian carried me over to the bed, and for the next several hours we made love as if we were those two crazy kids who only needed one another.
He made love to me until there wasn’t any love you left to express.
Until there wasn’t an inch of my skin he hadn’t kissed or caressed.
Until there were no pants, no moans, no growls or groans.
He made love to me until there was nothing left inside of me but his come.
I fell asleep in his arms while he played with my hair like he’d done for so many years.
Except when I woke up, he was gone.
And all that was left…
Was to sign our divorce papers that afternoon.
Chapter 13
Christian
Then
A week had gone by since Kinley’s birthday, and I’d barely seen or talked to her. This was our first big fight, and I didn’t know what to say or do to make it better.
I wasn’t going to back down on how I felt about Jax and his intentions with us. He didn’t want us together, that much I was sure of.
“You’re like a love-sick puppy, Christian. Where the fuck did your balls go?”
“Fuck you, man.”
Julian laughed. “Just apologize and go down on her. Works like a charm.”
“Right, because you would know.”
“You’re right, I wouldn’t, but if I was in the dog house, I’d use the only weapon I have. My skills to make her see God.”
“How do you see God?” Autumn walked into my bedroom. “I want to see God. Can you make me see God?”
“Autumn, the day you see God is the day I go to jail.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “I’m not going to be your little sister forever, Christian.”
“I hate to break it to you, but you’ll always be my little sister.”
She rolled her eyes again. “Julian, can you tell him that one day I’m going to have a boyfriend, and he’s going to love me something fierce?”
Julian narrowed his eyes at her. “I’m going to go with your brother on this one, kid. No little shit is going to make you see God on our watch.”
“What does God have to do with having a boyfriend? We’re not even religious.”