Make You Mine

My mind blanks. She is so hot and wet and tight. I’m trying to catch my bearings when she starts rocking her hips against my pelvis, pulling me in and out on her own.

“Shit, Drew, you feel so damn good.”

She makes a little noise of pleasure, and it registers straight to my dick. My hands fumble around her waist, and I slide my fingers along her spread pussy. I’m stretching her good, hitting her hard, but I manage to find that rigid bud. When I touch it, she shudders.

“Yes, Gray… That’s it.”

I circle fast, doing my best to get her coming, while she bucks against me. I thrust right back, going so deep… impossibly deep.

“Yes… yes…” Her elbows bend, and my chest is to her back.

I can feel her breathing fast, feel the shuddering in her shoulders. I keep pumping, right there on that razor’s edge of orgasm. All the energy surges below my navel. My ass tightens, and my balls constrict. This one’s going to blow my mind I can feel it.

“Gray…” She moans my name.

Shit. It’s like a stroke of lightning. I slide my hand over her creamy, round skin, tapping my thumb on that pink pucker arching up at me. Maybe one of these times I’ll use more than a finger. For now… I sink the tip of my thumb inside, and it’s so tight. She moans loudly, and her elbows collapse. I pump it gently, feeling the pull of her body on me.

My cock can’t hold out much more. One more stroke, and she breaks into a cascade of orgasm. She comes so hard, she pulls me right along with her. I pulse deep into her swollen pussy while her cute little ass sucks my thumb.

Holding on, I close my eyes as her body blooms for me. I pulse, filling her, and she draws me in completely. For a minute, I leave this planet, my only anchor is her gorgeous body.

I want nothing but her.

As long as I live.

We slowly come down, and I slip my thumb out, moving my palm to her flat stomach. I gently hold her to me, and we roll to the side on the soft blankets. Her head rests on my bicep, and I hold her beautiful shoulders. My other arm is secure around her waist, holding her to me. Our cheeks touch. Her body fits so perfectly against mine.

I give her another little thrust, and she exhales a soft noise. She does another buck against my pelvis, and it’s another little charge.

“You feel like heaven,” I murmur, kissing the side of her jaw, moving up behind her ear. She makes a little squeal and shivers in my arms. It makes me laugh.

“I never want to let you go.” I take a slow inhal

e of her scent, warmth, flowers, soap.

Her hand slides over mine on her stomach. “Then don’t.”

I won’t… She might ultimately tell me to go, but I’ll never willingly leave Drew Harris.

Her fingers trace lightly along the lines of my forearm, and I pull a crochet blanket off the back of the couch over our bodies. She snuggles deeper into my arms when I do.

“What’s this business about horses and dogs?” I ask, kissing the top of her shoulder.

She exhales a happy hum. “Chinese astrology. We’re a wonderful pair. Our score was ninety percent compatible.”

“I didn’t need Ruby to tell me that.”

Her body moves with a soft laugh. “It’s not Ruby. It’s Chinese.”

“So I’m a horse and you’re a dog? How does that work? Those animals don’t go together.”

“Horses are clever and sensitive. Ruby said it’s very attractive to the female dog.” Sleep enters her tone, and I don’t make the joke on the tip of my tongue.

I feel her relaxing, and I want her to sleep. I want to hold her in my arms all night like before.

“Again, I don’t need Ruby to tell me that.”

Her last words are carried on a whisper. “It’s in the stars.”