I grab his hand, pulling him toward the door to the back bedrooms. “I need to talk to you.”
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
I don’t say anything. I want to get him alone so I can say everything. So, when we get into his room, I slam the door, locking it.
“Gillian, what happened?” he asks, searching my face with concern.
I pace in front of the dresser while he stands with his arms crossed. I stop in front of him, lifting my gaze to his. “When I told you the other night that you ruined me, I meant that.”
“I know, baby girl. I ruined your life and I’m sorry,” he whispers, running his hand through his hair.
I nod. “You ruined me because I can’t survive without you.”
He tilts his head and runs his hand over his mouth. “Say more.”
“I’m scared, Riley. I’m scared I’ll die, I’m scared to lose you, I’m scared that I don’t know what is going to happen next. But what scares me the most is not being with you.”
He grabs me and slams his mouth to mine. I wasn’t done talking, but this is much better than any words. His fingers sink into my hair and he pulls my hair, angling my head to deepen the kiss. I moan, getting turned on by his demanding lips. He pulls my hair harder and I grind on him craving more.
He breaks the kiss, keeping his hands in my hair. His wild eyes search mine as he licks his lips. “I need to hear you say you’re mine. Tell me you’re mine again,” he whispers.
My eyes bounce between his and I smile. “I’m yours, Riley.”
“Fuck,” he groans.
His hands slide down my body and grab the bottom of my red shirt, lifting it over my head. He hisses when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. His gaze is fixated on my tits as he glides his fingers up my sides and around to cup my tits. My head drops back and I let out a moan when he pinches my hard nipples. He leans forward and bites on my neck causing me to scream with pleasure.
I frantically pull at his clothes trying to get them off as fast as possible. He does the same to me and when we are finished, he lifts me and slams me against the door. I wrap my legs around him, feeling his hard cock touch me. He holds onto my waist, digging his fingers in and without warning slams into me.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. The relief is overwhelming but makes me crave so much more.
He growls as he fucks me hard and fast. My body is banging against the door and I’m sure my moans are echoing into the hallway.
He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and bites it. His teeth scrape against it as he lets it pop out of his mouth. He sucks on my neck trailing down to the sensitive spot connecting my neck and shoulder. When he reaches it, he bites down hard and I scream out.
“Fuck, baby girl. I missed you so much,” he groans, pumping his thick dick harder into me.
I grab onto his hair, overcome with emotions. “I missed you too,” I whisper.
One of his hands trail up my side. He pinches and twists my nipples and my head falls against the door. He groans when my pussy tightens on him and moves his hand to my throat. He wraps his hand around it, squeezing. My body shakes, loving when he gets rough.
“You’re mine, Gillian. I will not let you go again; do you fucking understand? Mine,” he growls.
“Yes,” I rasp, digging my nails into his back.
He tightens his hold on my throat and my side. It’s not enough to stop me from breathing, but enough that makes it difficult. It’s exactly how I need it. The rougher he is with me, the harder he fucks me, the more intense my orgasm is.
“Baby girl, I want to fuck you until it’s hard to sit down. I want you to feel me even when I’m not touching you and I will, but this time it’s gonna be fast. I want to feel your tight, wet pussy squeeze me like a vice. I want you to rip my release from me and let me spill my hot come inside you. Hard and fast this time cause I need it,” he groans.
My body reacts to his words and the way he is working over my body. I dig my nails harder into his back and scratch him. He growls, tightening his hold on my throat. He pounds my pussy and makes getting a breath more difficult. It’s overwhelming is the best possible way.
“You. Are. Mine,” he shouts.
I try to speak but I can’t. The buildup is burning through my body and I explode around him. My mouth opens as I try t
o scream out but doesn’t allow it. He drills into me growling as his release begins to build. I open my eyes just in time to see him drop his head back and shout as he pumps his release into me. His muscles are tight, flexing as he continues to jerk inside me.
He lets go of my throat and I suck in a deep breath. He wraps his arms around me and I do the same. We’re both breathless as he carries me to the bed. He sits down, holding me in his lap and presses his lips to mine. It’s rough, but slow and loving. We both run our hands over each other's bodies, getting reacquainted.