Desire in Lingerie (Lingerie 7)

He shoved himself completely inside me as he finished, getting the last drops deep inside my pussy.

I could feel all of it. I’d missed it so much, being stuffed with this man’s desire. My climax went on a little longer than usual because of it.

He pressed his forehead to mine, moaning as he finished. “Baby…”

“Griffin…”

He rested his body on mine, moving his hips slightly as he finished the very end of it. His face moved to my neck, and he breathed deeply, his cock staying hard for a few seconds before it started to soften.

My arms hooked around his shoulders, and I buried my face in his neck. “I love you…”

He pulled away so he could look into my eyes. With his cock still buried inside me and the love in his eyes, he said it back. “I love you too, baby.”

When I woke up the next morning, I heard the sound of the rain outside. It splattered against the bedroom window, the light tapping of the raindrops acting as faint music. It was the first time that year the precipitation was in the form of rain instead of snow.

Spring was finally here.

I opened my eyes and saw Bones beside me, his naked chest rising and falling with his light breathing. He was on his back with his head turned toward me, his hard jaw a little softer when he was asleep. He was still the powerful man he was when he was wide awake, but when he was dreaming, he had a much gentler aspect to him. He didn’t seem like a monster anymore, just a man.

I watched him as I considered what had happened last night. I’d changed my mind about everything when I saw the side effects of my decision. I’d wanted to move on, but when I witnessed Bones moving on with another woman, I couldn’t handle it. The event only took ten minutes, but those ten minutes were enough to change my mind about everything. I shouldn’t love Bones, but no amount of logical reasoning was going to get me to stop.

So I gave up.

I didn’t know where this was going or what my new plan was, but I decided to stop worrying about it.

I didn’t have to tell my family about him. No one had to know.

And we could hide inside the passion and intensity of this relationship, regardless of if it would destroy us both someday.

I kissed the skin over his heart before I got out of bed and went into the kitchen. Since he was over six feet of all muscle, he was a hungry man. He needed food around the clock, so he was always the one making meals inside the kitchen.

I decided to make breakfast, pancakes, bacon, and eggs. I burned the bacon a little bit, and while the pancakes were done on the outside, they were still gooey batter on the inside. I put them back on the pan, but then they started to smoke when they burned.

Maybe I should let Bones do all the cooking.

I turned off the stove and gave up, just as I heard the sound of his heavy footfalls behind me. I turned around. “I tried to make you breakfast—”

He backed me up into the counter and gripped my neck, his fingers threatening my windpipe as they gently constricted against my skin. Our relationship had barely begun, but he was livid with me already. “I don’t give a damn about breakfast.” He lifted me onto the counter and pulled off my panties, tossing them on the kitchen floor. He was already naked, so he pulled my hips to the edge before he thrust his hard cock deep inside me in one swift motion. He folded my legs against my chest and held me close to him so he could thrust hard.

“Oh god…” My arms wrapped around his shoulders and I held on to him as he pounded into me hard, fucking me like he hated me and loved me at the same time.

He moved hard and fast, slamming his dick deep inside me over and over. He stretched me good, not giving my body a chance to handle him. He gripped the back of my neck and breathed into my ear, his arousal audible in his heavy breaths. “Leave me again and see what happens.” He lifted me from the counter and carried me back to the bed, still fucking me as he went. He fell onto the bed with me, pinning me down and giving me his cock even deeper than before.

“Griffin…”

He fucked me mercilessly, the exact opposite of the way he took me last night. Now he owned me, claimed me, and put invisible chains on me so I would never get away. He had me caged like a prisoner all over again, but this time, he was my prisoner too.