Lifeline

Look at me.

Just look at me, and you’ll see how much I love you.

I’m okay with this.

O’Brien opens his eyes and lowers them as he takes in my body. Knowing Rama doesn’t have a clear view of me, I mouth, ‘It’s okay. Do it.’ But O’Brien doesn’t see it.

I hear his belt buckle and the zipper going down. My heart becomes a mess of rapid beats and anticipation-filled sputters.

His hand settles on my hip, the touch light. His jaw clenches so hard I hear his teeth gnashing.

It’s okay, Daniel.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers so low I almost miss the words, then he presses his body against mine, and I feel his hard length against my sensitive flesh.

Holy freaking shit.

A new drug fills my veins, this one natural and brought on by the feel of his hard body against mine. It flushes me with heat until I’m trembling with want for him.

O’Brien’s fingers clamp down on my hip, and he surges into me, his size stretching me until it’s painful, ripping a cry from me. My hands fist and my body strains against the cross I’m bound to, then the realization that he’s inside me makes intense emotion overwhelm me.

The man I love more than anything is inside me.

Chapter 17

O'Brien

The couple of inches I manage to thrust inside JJ is enough to strip me of my self-control.

That’s all it takes.

JJ cries from the intrusion. Guilt forms a sticky coat on my skin as my other hand flies to her jaw, and forcing her head back, I take her mouth to silence her as my hips slam forward, and I bury myself all the way inside her heat.

Christ.

Fucking Christ.

With her next cry, my tongue invades her mouth, my teeth claiming her lips that have been driving me insane the past year. My body lights up like a volcano on the brink of erupting. Pulling out, I greedily slam back inside her, relishing in her heat, wrapping around me like a fist. A muffled whimper from her tastes bitter on my tongue.

A weird mixture of needing to get this over with as quickly as possible for her and wanting to fuck her senseless fills me.

On the next thrust, the latter wins out. She whimpers again, the sound now tasting like nectar.

I fucking lose my mind, becoming nothing more than an animal as I devour JJ’s mouth, an inferno of heat building between us from all the friction.

My body starts to move, my cock forcing her tight as fuck inner walls to accept every inch.

So fucking good.

Moving my hand from her hip, I find her breast and relish in the feel of her hard nipple, tweaking it until I’m rewarded with a cry. I inhale the sound like an addict, drunk on the feel of the woman I love. The woman I’ve wanted for so long.

There’s nothing but her and the sounds she makes.

I don’t hear the other girls screaming.

I forget Rama’s watching us.

There’s just Julie Jefferson and what she fucking does to me.

In absolute beast mode, I slam into her, chasing my next fix – her whimpers. Her cries. I fucking feast on them and become delirious from her slick heat wrapping tightly around my cock.

JJ’s body shudders, and her pussy clamps down, trying to force me out, but I hammer past her defenses, making her sob against my mouth.

This is who I really am.

Take away the badge, the suit, the title, and all that’s left is a fucking depraved monster taking what he wants.

Rejecting the thoughts, I move with more force. I want to fucking inhale her. I want to own her. I want to brand her.

My hands rove down her body, imprinting my mark on her fair skin. My teeth tug at her already swollen lips, thirsting to draw blood.

I fucking dominate her in every way possible, and only when I feel the strength drain from her body does a paralyzing pleasure shoot down my spine.

For a painful second, I harden even more, then I find a euphoric release deep inside JJ, a tortured groan ripped from me and spilling into her mouth.

Lowering my head to her neck, my body spasms uncontrollably, and my legs threaten to give way as I slam into her one last time.

“Now that wasn’t so hard,” Rama chuckles, yanking me brutally back to reality and clearing the pleasure from my body. I hear the door open and shut, and glancing over my shoulder, I make sure he’s left the room.

Pulling out of JJ, the most horrifying feeling grips my heart in a strangling hold.

I tuck my cock away, zip up, and take a step back from her.

Lifting my eyes to her face, I see the tears, her swollen lips. Forcing my gaze down, I see the red fingerprints on her breasts, her ribs, her hips.

The death blow comes when I see my cum dripping down the inside of her thighs.