Page 99 of The Other Side
I groaned in frustration, moving my hips to try to chase the feeling of him against me, when all I wanted was him inside me. Chance paused, making eye contact with me as he asked, “You’re sure? There’s no going back after.”
But I didn’t need a warning. I was already too far gone. I had been, I realized, for quite some time.
“I never want to go back,” I stated resolutely, before reaching down to grab his cock and place it at my entrance.
Chance jumped at my sudden movement, but a moment later, he could only laugh at my impudence. “So desperate to be filled?” He placed his hand on top of mine, silently requesting I let go.
Reluctantly, I released him, but before I could start arguing with him, he began to slide into me. A low moan sounded from me as I arched into the pressure, my body stretching deliciously around him.
“Geez, Vi…” He groaned into my neck, once fully seated. “I just need a minute. You’re so fucking tight, and it’s been a while, and I just…”
I skimmed my fingers down the corded muscles of his arms, giving him the time he needed to adjust to the feeling. Then, so slowly I almost didn’t realize it at first, he began to move. Alternating between searing kisses and burying his face into my neck, sucking at my pulse point, his hips pumped in and out of me in the most glorious rhythm, working me up into a steady fury.
I hadn’t had sex that was so intimate before. Chance was right there with me, every second. His eyes would flit to mine, checking in every so often as he rolled his hips against me. Groans of encouragement would result in deeper kisses and faster momentum. Panting and teetering on the edge, Chance pulled away from my mouth. Afraid he would separate himself from me, I locked my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper than he’d been before.
Chance moaned into my neck, but his hips moved faster then. He was chasing his release, the same as me. I’d mentioned being on birth control before, and we’d both tested negative for anything. I’d told him that when we were ready, I was okay if he came inside me. Now that he was inside me, I wanted it more than I thought I would. I hadn’t let anyone before.
“Please, Chance…” I whispered.
His eyes met mine, dark and focused, as he reached a hand between us and used his fingers to take me over the edge again. I cried out, overwhelmed with the sensation of how it felt to come with him inside. The way my body convulsed around his cock dragged Chance into his own climax. He continued to pump into me until we were both completely sated and spent.
“You’re mine now, Violet,” Chance grumbled, pulling my naked body into his. “You can’t take it back.”
“I won’t,” I whispered, drifting off quickly. “But you were mine first,” I argued.
Chance could only laugh in agreement.
