As Highlander whispered what he was going to do to Pratt, he felt her inner walls spasmed, her hips moving faster to meet his thrusts, and her nails digging into his back as she scratched from his shoulders down to his lower back.
“Give…me…your…orgasm!” Highlander demanded with each thrust, harder, getting him closer and closer to his own release.
“Joe! Please…oh God!”
“Mine lass!” Highlander reared up on his elbow as he looked into Pratt’s eyes, squeezing slightly on her throat in sync with his thrusts.
Pratt was fighting her release and it was now pissing Highlander off. He pulled out and turned her over onto her hands and knees. Smacking her ass twice, once on each cheek, Highlander pressed down on her upper back forcing her to lower her upper body onto the bed, keeping her hips up.
Highlander used his knee to spread Pratt’s legs how he wanted them as he stroked his cock. “Lass, ye need to let go. Get out of ye head. If ye keep it up, I will cum without letting ye have ye own release.”
Pratt nodded slightly into her pillow, gripping the blankets. She whimpered when Highlander started to massage her ass cheeks with his free hand just before lining his cock up with her pussy entrance.
Just as he pushed in, Highlander smacked her ass cheek. “Fuck, lass, ye pussy is hot as fuck! So fucking wet, listen to the sounds it’s making as my cock slides in and out!”
Instead of answering him, Pratt started pushing back with each thrust, meeting him, growling into the pillow as she bit it to keep from screaming out. Highlander leaned over, grabbing Pratt’s arms and put them behind her, using one hand to hold onto them as the other hand held on to her hip as he pounded into her pussy from behind.
Highlander could tell she was still holding back. Looking up towards where her head laid, he realized her shoulders were shaking. Pulling out, he turned Pratt over and saw she was crying into the pillow. Laying down next to her he pulled her into his arms.
“Was I too rough?”
“Oh God no! I’m sorry. I’m still in my head from earlier. I don’t deserve pleasure right now.” Pratt hiccupped into his neck where Highlander held her head.
Highlander moved back so that he could see into Pratt’s eyes. Staring into her eyes for a few moments, Highlander moved slowly as he leaned in placing his lips onto Pratt’s.
The kiss started out soft and sensual, heating up every few seconds. Highlander rolled Pratt onto her back, grabbing her upper thigh of her left leg after settling between her legs, he pulled it up over his hip.
Looking into Pratt’s eyes, Highlander slowly entered her, thrusting slowly, murmuring sweetly to her. After several thrusts, Pratt started bucking her hips to meet his thrusts.
“Slow down lass. Let me love ye the way ye need to be loved right now. Ye deserve ye pleasure more than anyone, Laura. Ye are beautiful inside and out, my joy, my heart, my soul!”
Highlander leaned down and kissed Pratt passionately as he kept thrusting in and out, keeping a slow steady pace. Pratt dug her nails into his back, meeting his thrusts, trying to get him to speed up his movements.
Placing her foot on the bed, Pratt started bucking her hips, reaching down to grab Highlander’s ass. Highlander stayed still, allowing Pratt to ride his cock, never breaking the kiss.
When Pratt broke the kiss to gasp for air, Highlander kissed his way down to her neck, licking and nipping, then moving back up towards her lips.
“Oh God! Fuck! Joe…”
“That’s…it…lass…fuck…”
Highlander started thrusting harder, nipping at Pratt’s chin as she turned her head to gasp out from the sensations. Highlander kissed and nipped his way to her ear where he kissed the spot behind her ear where he knew she was sensitive.
Just as he bit into the spot, Pratt bit into Highlander’s shoulder as her body started shuddering. Highlander yelled out Pratt’s name as he came hard, when she bit into his shoulder. Pratt screamed out Highlander’s name as she coated his cock with her juices, both of them breathless, holding each other as the shudders subsided.
Highlander looked down into Pratt’s eyes just before he leaned down and kissed both of her eye lids, her nose and then her lips again.
“Would it make me a bad husband if I hope ye wind up pregnant from tonight?”
“Caveman!” Pratt laughed into Highlander’s neck.
“Where ye are concerned, lass, always! I love ye, Laura. Never doubt that. I will always love ye, in heaven or in hell.”
10
Early the next morning, the group met up back at Trident Security’s conference room. Over breakfast sandwiches and coffee, everyone looked at files, brainstormed ideas on what to do next, looked at maps and discussed the entire case, looking at different angles, trying to figure out who Ares was and if Dakota was still alive.
Ian’s phone beeped several hours into their discussions, “Sgt. Brocard, it looks like Tampa PD found a body, barely breathing. Swift sent over a photo for you guys to look at.”
