Then I crushed her back against the wall, my hands on her hips, and I kissed her so hard I thought my lips might break.
She moaned into my mouth. Kissed me back with a wild abandon. All the stress and anger and fear broke and there was nothing else but Cap. I didn’t care about Carmine or the cartel guys downstairs. I didn’t give a fuck about Rolando or her father or any of the other bastards I’d have to kill soon.
There was only Cap and all my swirling, swelling feelings for her.
“Fuck, Mal,” she whispered as I kissed her neck and untied those absurdly large sweatpants. “This is so fucked up, right?”
“It’s fucked up,” I agreed, tugging her pants down. My right hand slipped up the oversized sweatshirt and found her breasts, teasing her stiff nipples. She moaned into my mouth as I kissed her, my tongue exploring her lips and teeth.
“Oh, god,” she moaned as my other hand found her soaking, dripping pussy. My Cap, wet for me. God damn, there was nothing better. Her panties were wrecked, destroyed by desire, and I didn’t give a damn. I slipped them aside and ran a finger along her slit. I found her swollen clit and teased it with my thumb. She whimpered, being quiet, and I kissed her neck and pinched her nipples softly.
“We shouldn’t do this,” she gasped. “This should stop.”
“Fuck that,” I growled. “I’m not stopping. I don’t give a damn who comes back from the dead.”
“I want this,” she whispered, looking into my eyes. “Does that make me bad?”
“No,” I said. “Because I want it too.”
I kissed her and slipped my fingers inside. She moaned into my mouth and tightened herself against me. I rubbed my thumb along her clit as the tips of my fingers found her soft, fleshy G-spot, and I pressed against it, making her gasp in ecstasy. Her moans were stifled and quiet, like she was forcing herself not to scream, and I kept going, pushing her faster and faster as her fingers dug into my back, and I felt her shudder. “I’m coming,” she whispered, over and over. “Oh, fuck, Mal. I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming.”
It was heaven. The most perfect thing. My Cap coming on my fingers. I finished her off and pulled them out. I licked them, staring into her eyes. She stared back, face flushed and gorgeous.
She had this glow. She always did, but it came out the most after she came. Like a halo around her head. My angel. My fucking princess.
“Should we tell him?” she asked.
I nodded. “Soon. Not yet.”
“I think he suspects.”
“He’d be stupid if he didn’t.”
She leaned her head against my chest and I held her. “I’m sick of talking about him. Can we not talk about him for a while?”
“Absolutely.” I pulled her from the wall and pushed her onto the bed. She stared at me, her mouth open, her hair spilled around her. I climbed up on top and pulled her sweatshirt off and finished removing her bottoms. She lay there naked and slick, and I couldn’t help myself. I was so hard I thought I might lose my mind.
I spread her legs apart and ripped off my shirt. I tossed it aside and kissed her inner thigh. I kissed her slowly as I took off my jeans. I kissed her folds, her lips, tasting her every inch and loving it. I moaned as I licked her clit and sucked her. I growled as she writhed and pulled my hair. I sank my fingers inside her tight little pussy and lapped her up until her back arched and her legs tightened and she came again on my mouth. I kept going, drinking her down, licking her every inch before kneeling between her legs.
She reached down and took my cock in both hands. She stared at me, lips quivering. “I need you to fuck me, Mal. I need you to come inside of me. Please, fuck me.”
I saw red. I saw black. My senses were overwhelmed. Fucking hell. Cap begging me to fuck her. Naked and glistening. Looking like heaven. I licked her nipples, sucked them hard, and found her lips. I kissed her, eating her, consuming her, and pushed the tip of my cock against her swollen, soaking entrance.
“I’ve never needed this before in my life,” she whispered. Her back arched and her breasts pressed against my chest as I slid deep between her legs. I filled her, nice and slow, feeling every inch of her pussy squeeze my shaft. I groaned in utter bliss. “I’ve never wanted this so badly before.”
“You do something to me,” I gasped as I filled her to the brim and slipped back. She was so slick and heavenly, and I was losing my mind to bliss. “I don’t know what it is, Cap, but when I touch your body, I lose my mind. You’re a filthy girl for me, aren’t you? You love to beg and moan for my cock, don’t you?”