eyes roll
back. She’s coming, coming, but still she sobs for more.
“You need all of me,
baby.” I clench my jaw, fighting not to lose myself in the
friction, fuck, the way her body splits open for me, squeezes me just
right. “Every fucking part. The hands that hold you down while you
beg for more. The mouth that whispers all those dirty hot words you
love. The fingers that slide exactly where you want them, the
deepest, forbidden place.”
I roll us again so
she’s on top, but this time, she’s crushed against my chest, her
body folded double, her gorgeous curve of an ass jutting out above
where her pussy is impaled on my dick. I can’t thrust so deep, but
I don’t need to, not when I ease apart those sweet globes and sink
my finger into the tight flesh, all the way up to my knuckle.
She breaks again,
screaming as I thrust my dick up inside her. Her body convulses
around me, and I’m close to losing it, to coming like I’ve never
fucking come before, but I hold it back, sinking deeper into that
tight, forbidden ring of nerves, pulsing my finger inside.
Keely shatters hard,
screaming louder, yelling my name over and over as I feel her body
clench and shudder desperately around my stiff cock. On and on, the
waves crash through her, and I ride it out inside her, still
thrusting, milking every fucking crest of her climax until she’s
sobbing and I can’t stop it anymore. I can’t hold this monster
climax back. Pleasure grips through my body in a fucking tsunami, and
I explode, unleashing a torrent of hot cum inside her with a
desperate yell as I’m gripped by the most fucking intense climax of
my goddamn life.
5
KEELY
I drag myself upright,
drunk on pleasure. Vaughn is splayed flat out, his perfect body spent
and gasping.
I feel a surge of
pride. I did that. I taught him what it’s like to need someone so
much you think you’ll die without them.
Maybe now he knows how
I’ve felt like since he’s been gone.
I walk to the bathroom
on unsteady legs, and step into the shower. Of all the things I love
in this elegant triplex apartment, this bathroom is one of the best:
duck egg blue marble and soft gold, mirrors and huge windows. The
multi-jets massage my aching limbs with warm water. My fog of desire
is already melting, leaving me energized and full of focus as I
quickly rinse off under the stream.
I’m back.
The part that’s been
missing since that terrible night at the gala has clicked back into
place now. I’ve been reeling, trying to find something solid to
hold onto in the midst of all the secrets and danger. I should have
known it would be him, all along. Something about Vaughn always makes
me feel better, stronger, braver. Like he’s the man who makes me
the best version of myself.
I wrap a towel around
me and step back into the living room. Vaughn is dressed, buttoning
his shirt.
“What happens now?”
His voice is even, eyes watching me curiously. He’s back to his old
self again, looking devastatingly handsome, but something has changed
between us.
We’re equals in this
now. Both of us scared to trust. Both of us needing each other more
than we can stand.
It’s all on the
table, and there’s only one way forward.
Together.
“Now I have meetings
all afternoon,” I tell him.
“I’m coming with
you.” A look of fierce protectiveness flashes across his face. “I’m
not letting you out of my sight now, not for one minute.”
I shake my head. “No.
I have people keeping me safe. I need you elsewhere.”
Vaughn frowns. “What
do you mean?”
“I need you on the
outside, finding out everything we can about Ashcroft and Brent, what
happened with your father, everything.” I walk over to him and rest
my palms on his chest. “We have to figure out what happened, and
who’s trying to hurt me now. Maybe they’re not connected, but
everything about this company just brings up more questions. I need
answers. We both do.”
Vaughn scowls, but he
nods. “I’ll keep