The Crush

“So badly,” I breathed.

“Tell me. Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you right now.”

“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember. There is nothing I want more than to feel you inside of me, and for you to fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked anyone.” I let out a long breath. “Please…please fuck me hard.”

He bit at my collarbone. “You sure you want it hard?”

“Yes.”

“I might hurt you.”

“I don’t care.”

He moved back to look at me, and his eyes darkened with desire. It pleased me to know Jace had gotten to the point where all of his doubts and inhibitions were obliterated.

He spread my legs wider, and I felt his crown at my opening. “Put me inside of you,” he said.

Placing my hand around his rigid cock, I felt how wet it was at the tip. I circled his crown around my opening, loving the feeling of his precum against my skin. It was validation. I began to stroke his shaft.

“Keep doing that and I’m gonna come in your hand and not in your beautiful pussy. Fucking put me inside of you, Farrah, before I explode.”

I didn’t know whether to prolong his agony or give in to my own need. Ultimately, I couldn’t wait any longer. I rubbed his tip over my opening a few more times and pushed his cock inside.

A long groan escaped him as he sank into me. “Oh…fuck…”

I closed my eyes at the intensity. “Jesus Christ, Jace.”

“Don’t fucking move or I’m gonna come. I swear, I’ve never felt like this before.” He shut his eyes tightly for a moment. He exhaled and began to move slowly in and out of me.

The fact that he seemed to be struggling for control made me almost want him to lose it. But I also wanted to stretch this for as long as possible.

We got into a groove as he began to fuck me in a rhythm that matched the eager thrusts of my hips. He couldn’t have been any deeper inside of me.

“You’re the first guy to do this to me without a condom, and you’re gonna be the first to come inside of me.”

“I can’t wait,” he rasped.

He moved faster, pummeling me so hard that my head banged against the back of the bed. Not sure how I’d explain to Nathan if a hole suddenly appeared on the wall.

My hands gripped his ass, my nails digging into his skin.

“Fuck me harder, Jace. Destroy me,” I panted.

He thrust harder and laughed a little. “Watch your language, Farrah, or I’m gonna come.”

“Good.”

He sped up his movements, and I couldn’t take it anymore. My clit began to pulsate as I lost control over my body. My voice echoed through the house as my orgasm tore through me. It was, bar none, the most intense feeling I’d ever had.

As soon as I reached my climax, Jace’s body shook as he came. He let out a loud, unintelligible sound as I lifted my hips to meet each and every last one of his thrusts.

His body trembled as he came down from his orgasm. My clit still throbbing, I could have easily gone for a second round, and it had only been a minute since I came.

I pushed his body deeper into me, wanting each and every ounce of his cum inside of me, never wanting to move from this spot.

“That was…everything.” I exhaled.

Jace continued to breathe erratically. “I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to walk away from you.”

That filled me with immense hope, but I warned myself not to take anything said immediately after sex seriously.

“No matter what happens, I will never regret this, Jace.”

He wrapped his hands around my face. “Neither will I, beautiful.”

My heart clenched.

He held me for several minutes as the morning sun shone through the window.

Eventually, Jace got up and threw his pants on. He smiled. “Come have some breakfast when you’re ready.”

This felt like a dream.

After I cleaned myself up and put on a dress, I met him out in the kitchen. His gorgeous, carved back faced me as he stood at the stove frying eggs. I took a deep whiff of the buttery smell.

I couldn’t help wrapping my arms around him while he cooked. A heavy wave of reality hit me in that moment. A month? A month and I was supposed to give him up? That was unfathomable. Now I felt more connected to him than ever. I could never sit back and watch him with another woman again.

“I lied…” I blurted. “I don’t think I can do this. I can’t just end things after a month with you. You’re gonna break my heart.”

His body stiffened before he turned around. “I don’t want to break your heart, baby.” He put the spatula down. “You’re not the only one who’s messed up right now.”