Page 118 of Moto
I close the illusory space between us because even though we’ve been separated, we’ve never really been apart.
We connect in a kiss so deep, so hot, so impassioned, our jaws stretch, and our tongues twirl in rapturous revolutions. I latch onto the lapel of his leather jacket, imprisoning him against me.
I need this man like I need air—I need him physically, I need him spiritually, and I need him emotionally. Sam was right. I do need taking care of, as much as I hate to admit it, and Dev will do that. He always has.
We grind against each other as the heat between us rises, the ache I’ve suppressed for three years charging to the surface.
I rip Dev’s jacket off as his urgent hands pull at my leggings.
We tear at each other’s clothes right in the middle of the foyer, heady breaths mingling as we fight to stay connected. It all happens so fast and furiously, my hand jerking Dev’s cock as he fingers me forcefully.
“I fucking need you. I need you right now.” I don’t even try to play coy. My desire is apparent and pulsating through every limb.
Dev moans as our mouths mash together, his pulsing cock stabbing into me, stretching me, filling me with one solid blow.
“Fuck!” I see stars as my pussy latches onto his thick hard length. It’s been so long. So fucking long, and I’m so fucking wet and desperate and needy.
“God, Kayla.” He circles his hips, blatantly feeling my expansive want.
“Please, don’t stop.” I close my eyes and absorb every single spine-tingling thrust.
“Never.” Dev drives deeper, his cock thickening with each passing second he’s inside me. “I’m never going to stop. I missed you... I love you...” he murmurs over and over. “You’ve always been the one…” His sentences are broken with each physical exertion, but they affect me nonetheless. They’re everything I’ve been dying to hear. A clash of sensation erupts as a blunt, primal, barbaric claiming takes place. Dev pounding into me, suffocating my screams with his mouth.
It’s sweet fucking affliction as my body succumbs, tightening, tensing. My muscles nearly ripping as I close in on the brink. My core catching fire seconds before the shock of the release.
“Dev, Dev.” His name becomes a tortured whisper with every hammering thrust.
“I’m right here.” He locks me in his arms as my nervous system comes to a screeching halt, my pussy clenching painfully as one raging gush alleviates three years of pent-up hostility. The sound that escapes my mouth is shrill, and for a few elongated, euphoric seconds, I’m a paralyzed vessel of erogenous pleasure.
“Kayla?” Dev mutters my name. His body stiff, still. Plastered against me.
“Mmm hmm,” I heave, fluttering my eyelashes as he clutches my face. The two of us sweating, panting and shaking, slowly recovering from the fuck-filled frenzy.
One look is all it takes, one reconnecting, reviving, reawakening look from Dev, and I bleed with emotion.
Fresh tears form.
“Kayla, don’t.” He drops a loving kiss on my lips. But I can’t help it. What just happened, it was agonizing relief.
“I missed you so much. I miss both of you so much.” I sob against him, hiding my face. I’ve been suffering since the moment he left, and I can’t contain the desolation any longer.
“I know. I’m sorry.” He hugs me tight, peppering kisses wherever he can. “You know Reese didn’t set you up for failure. He knew what he was doing. He knew in the end, it would always be you and me.”
If Dev had said that to me four years ago, I never would have believed him, but knowing what I do now, he’s right. It was always supposed to be us.
“I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I walked away. But I meant what I said, I’m never leaving. Ever again.” He wipes some wetness away with the pad of his thumb.
“Good, because I’ll have a very angry three-year-old on my hands if you do.” I laugh through my tears.
“No one wants that.” He smirks.
“No,” I agree.
“Let’s go to bed, butterfly.” He nips at my lips. “I have a lot of time to make up for.” He kisses me indulgently, circling his tongue and his hips, his semi-hard cock still buried deep inside me. “I’m going to make you come all night.”
My pussy involuntarily clenches, surrendering to just the sound of his husky voice. I willingly hand myself over, eager for Dev and all his dark desires.
Dev
