“Well, I’m not going to argue with that.” He jumps onto the bed next to me and I cuddle up to him.
“How do you feel about what’s about to happen?” he asks after a few moments of silence.
“Dreadful. As in full of dread. Worried, angry, heartbroken. The list goes on,” I reply.
“Hmm. It’s a weird situation, indeed. I can’t believe she forced him into this. What kind of a person would do something like that?”
“A crazy one,” I say, full of hatred for the stupid girl. “But I can’t say I’m not going to enjoy getting her in line,” I say wickedly. And not in the cheeky kind of way.
“You? Isn’t it Devon’s responsibility?”
“Technically, yes. But he doesn’t want to do it and quite frankly he isn’t ready or prepared for it. I will teach her; he just needs to be around.”
“Liv, are you sure you should be doing that?” he asks cautiously. “It’s a bit unorthodox.”
“Don’t interfere,” I tell him shortly and he glares at me but shuts it. He has a mood on now and I sigh.
“I’m sorry. I know you are only trying to help.”
“Don’t dismiss me just because I’m not one of you,” he sulks. “It’s hurtful.”
“Oh, baby. I don’t mean to dismiss you. I’m all over the place at the moment. Nothing is going the way it is supposed to.”
“Well, for you, maybe. I, on the other hand, have you to myself for a few minutes due to recent events and I plan on making the most of it,” he says and pulls me on top of him. I drop my mouth to his, the perfect distraction. I kiss him deeply until I can feel him pushing against me and I shiver inside, wanting him.
“Take me however you want me,” I murmur to him and he growls as he flips me onto my back. He pulls off my pajama bottoms as I get rid of the top and his eyes laser over me with such hunger. I love that look in his eyes. It tells me everything I need to know about how much he wants me. Still fully clothed, he crawls over me and kisses me, one hand going into my hair and the other trailing down my side. He reaches my thigh and pulls my leg up. I wrap it around him as I struggle to get his t-shirt off him, only breaking our kiss to get it over his head and then his mouth is on mine again. I run my hands down his back and he moans, “Oh, Liv. I want you so much. Do you want me?”
“Always, baby,” I murmur against his lips. “I want you inside me. I want you to feel how wet I am, how hot you make me.”
“Oh, fuck yes. I want to feel you,” he says. He plunges his fingers inside me, and I cry out as he withdraws them to rub over my clit and then thrusts them back in pussy. “So wet, so hot,” he murmurs.
“I need you, Linc. Please, I need you to fuck me. Please, baby, fuck me,” I beg him, and it is his undoing. He loves it when I beg and within seconds, he has his pants off and is spreading my legs wide. He enters me slowly. I gasp as he splits me open. He eases himself all the way inside me with a low growl and starts to move, pinning me to the bed with his weight. Almost straight away I can feel the pleasure starting to build.
“Oh, yes, baby. I love what you do to me. That’s it, Linc. Fuck me. Fuck me harder,” I pant as he pounds into me with ease now that I’m so slippery and used to his size.
“Oh, Liv. You feel so good. I don’t want to ever stop,” he breathes as he grips my hands on either side of my head.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him. “I’m so close.”
“Oh, god, Liv, I want to feel you. Let go, baby, so I can feel you,” he says as he kisses me again and I do let go. I let go of a mind-blowing orgasm that rips through me, causing me to buckle under him, pushing my breasts into his chest as he groans, “Fuck, yes. I love that I make you do that.”
Having enough of being submissive, I force us over, so that I’m riding his enormous cock. The change in position pushes him further inside me. I can feel the pressure deep inside. He pulls on my hips as I settle and move. I put my small hands on his broad chest, loving the feel of his muscles rippling underneath me.
“The gods, Linc, you are so sexy,” I whisper to him, trailing my hands over his solid abs. “I can’t keep my hands off you.”
He sits up suddenly and I cry out as he buries himself even deeper inside me and there is nowhere left for him to go. His clear green eyes are full of desire as he pulls my head to his to kiss me. “Say it again,” he says huskily.
“You are so hot, so sexy. I can’t keep my hands off you,” I murmur obligingly as I run my hands down his back and his eyes light up with lust and...uh oh…I’ve seen that look a million times before. I put my hand to his mouth to stop him from saying it.
“I love you,” he mumbles into my hand. I shake my head at him. He takes my hand away, still pulling on me to ride him with his other. “I love you,” he says again. “You are so beautiful and so sexy. I wish you were mine. Just mine,” he whispers, and I cry out again as he makes me clench around his hard shaft. Then, he releases his load into me.
I stare into his gorgeous eyes, pushing my hands into his short spiky hair. He doesn’t say anything and neither do I, for a few minutes.
“I don’t expect you to say it back,” he says slowly. “But I wanted you to know.”
“I do love you,” I say to him to his surprise. “I do love you, Linc, but you can’t love me. You shouldn’t. I can’t give you any more of myself than I have. It isn’t fair to you.”
“I told you before that I don’t ask anything of you, and I won’t. I just want to be able to say it. To tell you how I feel.”