Page 63 of His Rejected Fated Mate

I sank into his lips, loving the way they felt against mine. I felt his tongue slide over mine, and I moaned as he pulled me. He turned, pressing me down onto the bed.

I felt him pressing against me and quickly realized that Troy had a hard-on. My dress hiked up, leaving just the thin fabric of my underwear and his jeans between us.

I felt Troy’s hand move down my throat to my chin. He tilted my mouth further open and I couldn’t breath as he kissed me harder.

My mind glitched out as I felt his hands tugging my dress sleeves down. I wiggled, feeling the fabric falling around my stomach. I yanked at Troy’s shirt, and he threw it off.

We broke the kiss just enough to stare at each other. I panted for air as he pulled the dress even further down. He yanked it off, revealing my matching lacy underwear.

“I like this.” He slid a finger over the band of my underwear. “Pink suits you.”

I blushed, reaching for his jeans. Troy tugged at them and slipped them off. I stared at his boxer’s, feeling heat course through my body now.

He cupped my face, his eyes staring at my lips. “God, you taste good.”

I smirked, leaning up. His chest landed against mine, and he radiated heat. He kissed me, and I found myself wanting more. I needed more. I wanted to feel him all over me. I wanted my mind to shut off and to just have him.

He hooked my leg, and I felt his bulge pressing against me. I felt him grinding, and I moaned softly at the contact. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire.

Troy broke the kiss, trailing his mouth down my neck. He tugged at my bra, moving the straps down before he pulled it down to my stomach. His lips moved further down, and he sucked on my nipple.

My head fell back as I moaned louder. Troy’s hand quickly covered my mouth as he chuckled. “I assume you probably don’t want them to hear you downstairs.”

My face went hot as I realized they possible could. The flooring was thin, and I knew that Victoria could hear my footsteps because I never put rugs down. The last thing I needed was for her to hear me moaning loudly.

“Then maybe don’t do that,” I whispered.

He gave me a mischievous smile as his lips went back to my nipple. “Not a chance.”

I held back a moan as his tongue swirled over my nipple. I felt my stomach curl at the contact as his hips continued to move slowly. I felt that buildup forming, and I knew I was soaking wet.

I grabbed at his boxers, wanting him. I wanted to feel him inside me and forget about the past.

Troy tugged at his boxers and slid them off. Troy leaned back on his knees, hovering over me. I swallowed, taking him in. I took in his dick and felt my legs clench together unconsciously.

Troy’s hands were soft as he reached his hand up, running it through my hair. “You sure about this?”

I looked into his eyes, and I knew. What we had was something special, and we might have lost time, but we weren’t going to do it again. This time it was going to stick. I wasn’t going to let anyone break us apart.

I nodded, kissing him. I felt him tug my underwear down, and his cock rubbed against me. I moaned at the contact, his mouth going over my body.

I dug my nails into his arm as he slid in. Troy kissed me as he moved slowly. It was for a moment before he turned us. I landed on his lap, his dick filling me deeper as I sank onto him fully. His hands landed on my hips, his grip tight. I placed my hand on his chest, and we stared at each other.

I couldn’t remember the last time I felt like this. This happiness was bubbling under the surface. This all felt so perfect, and I never wanted it to end. I never wanted this to end.

I pressed my breast against his chest, my nose brushing against his nose. “Promise you’ll stay.”

He smiled. “I’m never leaving, even if you beg me.”

I rocked my hips, neither of us breaking eye contact. I felt the buildup forming, his hands continuing to tighten on my hips. I watched his breath hitch, and I knew we were both getting close to finishing.

Troy thrust up, meeting me. The feeling grew, and my toes curled. I panted for air as he reached a hand between my legs, his fingers sliding over my clit.

I moaned louder, unable to hold it in. Troy quickly covered my mouth, muffling it the best he could. I came hard, and Troy jerked inside me. I rocked my hips, riding the cloud I was on.

I sagged against him, and Troy ran his hand through my hair. He kissed my head, and I could feel his lips smile. “Is this us starting over?”

I nodded, unable to stop the smile that formed. “I’d say so.”