Remember Me (Broken Heroes 6)

Leaning forward, I skim my nose gently over her folds, up and down, before gliding my tongue to the sensitive flesh. Grace’s body trembles lightly, and I almost chuckle at her reaction. She was made for me, her soft, kind body was made for all my dark, hard pieces.

“Such a pretty pussy,” I whisper, the tip of my tongue slipping between her folds, flicking against her hard clit.

“Luke,” she groans, but it’s muffled by the leather.

Soon, baby, soon. Tamping down my own need, I remember that this is about teaching her a lesson.

“This is mine,” I growl spreading her folds, and licking at the hard little nub furiously, before slowing to nothing more than a few long licks. I do this a few times, till I can see her arousal dripping down her thighs.

“Luke, please.” Grace gasps.

“Nope, this is your punishment.” I murmur softly, continuing my assault on her cunt.

“Please… please…” She cries out as I graze her entrance with two fingers, dipping inside only to pull back out.

“Whose cunt is this?” I growl, sinking two digits into her soaking entrance.

“Yours.” She gasps at the intrusion, and I smile, pulling them back out.

“Whose body is this?” I ask, doing it all over again.

“Yours, it’s yours. All of me, my body belongs to you, Luke, now please, just fuck me.” I can’t help but grin as I pump my fingers into her a few more times, before pulling away, bringing the arousal coated digits to my lips. I lick the tangy taste of her wetness from my fingers and shove my pants down, grabbing onto my cock, swiping my thumb over the tip that’s already beaded with pre-cum.

Bringing the head of my cock to her entrance, I press against her, placing one hand on her hip to hold her in place and the other at the back of her neck.

“That’s fucking right, you’re mine, just as I am yours.” I grit, as I slide home, bottoming out inside of her.

“Fuck.” Grace gasps and I can’t help but smile. She’s finally getting it. I pull out, just to slam all the way back in, upping my pace with each forceful thrust, and just like always she takes all of me, whimpering and pleading for more with each stroke.

“Shit! Fuck!” I hiss through my teeth as I piston my hips faster, sweat beading against my forehead as the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air.

“I’m…. I’m close…” Grace pants.

“Beg,” I demand, tightening my grip on her neck.

“Please… please let me come…” She whimpers, her tiny nails digging into the leather.

“Not yet,” I order, wanting to come with her. Moving faster, I start to feel the tingling at the bottom of my spine, and I know I’m close, so incredibly fucking close.

“Luke…” Grace whines and my eyes grow heavy as euphoric pleasure overtakes me.

“Come, milk my cock,” I grunt, continuing to move inside of her, and like a rubber band pulled too tight, she snaps, her pussy squeezing me so tightly that stars appear in my vision.

“Oh god…” She cries out, as her body trembles, the squeezing, and throbbing of her pussy rips my own orgasm from me. With one last stroke, I bottom out inside of her and fill her womb with my hot seed, every muscle in my body tightening to the point of pain.

Grace collapses against the leather seat, and my cock slips free of her tightness.

“That was…” Grace says softly, “Crazy intense. I should definitely make you jealous more often.”

Grinning, I land a playful slap against one of her ass cheeks, “I wouldn’t tempt me, sweetheart. I was far gentler on you than I should’ve been. Next time you tease me, I’ll be taking that virgin ass of yours.”

“You wouldn’t.” She squeals, pushing up onto her hands, her perky breasts sway with the movement and I can’t draw my eyes away from them.

“I would, and I will. Though it doesn’t matter if you misbehave or not, soon enough I’ll have claimed every inch of you, inside and out. Remember what you just said, all of you is mine.”

“You’ll have to get me a lot more drunk if you think that’s going to happen.”

I smile like the asshole I am, “That can be arranged.”

“You’re such a jerk,” she smiles, as she gets up, her legs are unsteady, and I reach for her like the gentleman I also am. “But you already know that, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes I do.” I smile coyly and help her back into her dress. After all this time, it’s crazy to believe that I found my way back to her, that we finally get the chance of a forever. If Grace can let go of the past we share, and my job as a professional murderer, that is.

“What do you want to do now?” Grace asks, once I have her zipped up. I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger, staring down at it before bringing my eyes back up to hers.