Lilac shakes her head no, but still, I brace for just a second, thinking she might pull away. I worry that this is where she tells me I went too far. But instead, she leans in and kisses me gently,then wraps her arms over my shoulders and buries her face in my neck.
"Thank you for always protecting me, Callum." I feel her press her mouth to the column along my neck before she says, “I’m sad it took us this long to be able to talk openly to one another, but I could never be mad at you for doing what you thought was best to protect me.”
I hold her tighter, breathing her in, hoping like hell she knows I’d do it all over again if it meant keeping her safe.
Her lips brush my jaw. Then my cheek. Then my neck. "Let’s make up for lost time," she whispers. "I could’ve been dead tonight. I want to be with you as much as I can."
"Lilac—"
"Please," she breathes, her mouth warm against my skin. "I said please, cowboy."
Her hands are already on my belt, fumbling. I help her, pushing her jeans down and off, my own pants following. My cock springs free, hard and twitching the moment the cool air hits it. She doesn’t have to do anything. I’m always ready for her.
I reach between her legs, pull her panties to the side and slide two fingers inside her. "Fuck. I’ll never get over how tight you are for me, baby."
She moans, her hips rocking forward. She wants my fingers deeper. She wants more than my fingers can give her now that she’s felt my cock at full hilt inside of her.
I thought maybe once I had her like this, once we finally crossed that line, I'd feel sated. Like I could breathe. But it's been the opposite. I swear I'm more addicted to her than ever. I want her every second of every day. And when I can't have her, all I can think about is getting back to her.
I withdraw my fingers and line her opening up to the head of my pulsing dick. Just before I pull her down on top of me, she whispers, "Do you have a condom?" She glances toward theglove box. "I know we haven’t been using protection, but we’re only going to be lucky for so long. Do you have anything?"
I wrap my hand around her neck, gently but firm, tilting her chin until she’s looking at me. "I’ve never bought a condom in my life, bambi. Because I’ve always known that you’re the only woman I’m ever going to be inside of."
I lift my hips, pushing just the tip into her wet pussy, and she gasps. Her tight, warm walls stretch around me, and my breath hitches because she feels better than anything I’ll ever experience in this life or the ones after.
"The only place I want to cum is inside you. That isn’t going to change,” I grit out the words and then ask her, “Is that okay, baby?” She nods, breathless, and that’s all I need from her.
I pull her down fully on top of me. She winces at the stretch, and I cradle her face in one hand, brushing her hair back. She whines for me, and I swear that undoes something feral inside of me.
"I know, baby. I know. You feel so fucking good for me. You’re perfect." I start to move, slow thrusts meant to help her adjust. I don’t know how long that will last though, because I’m already pulling her down as snug as I can. I suck in a sharp breath at how far inside her I am right now.
"Do you feel that, bambi? Feel how deep inside you I am right now?"
She nods, whimpering as she clutches my shoulders as I pick up the pace. I can’t help it. I know it’s hurting her, but I physically cannot stop thrusting my hips up and bottoming out like I’m meant to do.
"I’m sorry. You’re so good for me,” I whisper, and I feel how wet she gets when I praise her. “You’re so tight, baby. You’re going to make me cum so fucking hard."
I can’t hold back much longer.
I lean in, mouth brushing her ear. I want to turn her on with my words, make her clench around me just imagining the scene I'm going to set for her. "I want to wear my mask with you. I want to surprise you with it. I want to see the look in your eyes when I chase you through this cemetery. I’m going to pin you down in the dirt and take everything I need from you."
Her breath catches as I reach down, and I start rubbing her clit, circling slow and steady. "Does that sound good? Do you want me to stalk you? Chase you until you don’t have anywhere to go except closer to me?” She cries out and I know she’s close, but not quite there. “Cum for me. Come on, baby. Let go for me."
She moans, and I bury my face in her neck, grunting as I spill inside her. "You’re too good, bambi. I couldn’t hold off," I growl the words because I wanted to make her come first.
I stay buried deep as I start rubbing her clit again. I feel my girl shiver when I use my other hand to lift her jersey and the little tank top she has on underneath it. Her tits are perfect, and I dip my head. I don’t hold back, sucking on her nipples, lavishing her with my mouth as I grind my hips up into her again.
"Let go, baby. Give me what I need. Cum on my cock. Come for me,” it’s nothing short of a plea leaving my lips.
“Callum,” she pants, grinding down on my cock while my fingers work on her pretty little clit. Lilac’s legs begin shaking, her pussy clenching around me.
She’s so fucking close. I lean back, letting her press her mouth against my throat, right on my scar as she finally jumps over the edge and comes for me.
I feel her melt against me. My big hand slides over her back, down to her ass, pulling her closer.
"I never want to be anywhere else," I whisper. "I just want to be like this, deep inside you."
I kiss her cheek.
