Page 59 of Torch

Her body shook uncontrollably as I pulled out of her. I could feel my own release coming. There was only one way I could finish inside her, and that was missionary. I loved looking into her eyes as we both came together. I had never really believed in soul ties until experiencing that deep, raw, and intense connection with Brittney.

After I laid her on her back, I made my way inside her again. Brit shivered, wrapping her legs and arms around me. “I love you, baby,” I professed, moving in and out of her wetness.

Gazing into my eyes, she palmed my cheek. “I love you, too.”

I pressed my lips to hers and began to fuck her faster and harder. She moaned into our kiss, gripping my arms tight. I pulled back, watching as her mouth hung open. Cries of pleasure spilled from her lips. I could feel her walls fluttering with each stroke.

She was close and so was I.

“You ready to come for me, beautiful?”

“Yes! Yes!” she chanted, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I knew right away this was a big one. Anytime she literally cried from pleasure, she would squirt. Knowing this, I sat up with a firm grip on her hips. I looked down at our connection as I hammered into her gushiness. I was ready to see my wife shoot off like a rocket.

Licking the pad of my thumb, I brought it down to her clit. With her eyes closed tight and the sheets balled in her fist, she screamed in pure euphoria. Her walls clamped down on me like a vise as we both released together. My strokes wavered a little, but I didn’t stop until I had nothing left to give.

I dropped my body down onto hers. We both lay in silence, panting, trying to catch our breath. I laid a gentle kiss on her neck. A grin spread across my face when I felt her body tremble beneath me. After a few minutes, I got up to grab a washcloth to clean her up. Her eyes were half-open. I knew it wouldn’t be long before sleep claimed her.

Once I was back in bed, I pulled her on top of me, running my hands along her back. I knew she was still awake because she was lazily drawing circles on my chest with her finger.

“Your birthday is coming up soon. What do you want to do?” I asked her. My eyes felt heavy, but I had been meaning to bring this up to her for the past few days.

Brittney sighed, sounding so defeated. “Honestly, I don’t know. I’m just not in the spirit this year.”

Closing my eyes, I clenched my jaw in frustration. Ever since the blowup with her mother the other day, Brit had been down. Things were taking a toll on her. As much as I tried to be a happy distraction, there were times when I could see the sadness in her eyes.

I hated it.

She was trying her best to stay positive. Brittney even went so far as to block her mother and Morgan from contacting her. It was obvious they were hell-bent on arguing and fussing with Brittney. Even though she was taking steps to protect her peace, I knew none of this was easy on her. Despite them being at odds, they were still her mother and sister.

I believe the relationships she was forming with her father, Bianca, and Bentley weren’t helping either. She had grown close to them over a short period of time. Meanwhile, two people she had known her entire life were acting like her enemies. I needed to figure out a way to get her out of this funk.

After thinking about what I could do, I heard a light snore from Brit. Carefully, I laid her in bed. Grabbing my phone off the nightstand, I made my way to the living room. Going through my contacts, I found Axel’s name and called him.

“Yeah?” he answered after a few rings.

“Are you with Kira?”

There was a slight pause. “You already know the answer to that.”

I chuckled because he was right. He and Kira swore they weren’t together but spent almost every night at each other’s homes. It was a weird setup, but I wasn’t one to judge. It was their business.

“I need to talk to her about something.”

“At eleven thirty at night? This couldn’t wait till morning. We were about to play cops and robbers,” he fussed.

“Axel! Why the hell would you tell him that?! Give me the damn phone,” I heard Kira scold him before there was some rustling over the line. “What’s up, Torch? Is it Brit? Is everything okay?”

“No,” I answered honestly. “But that’s why I’m calling. I need your help with a few things.”

“I’m all ears.”

“This is amazing, Christian. I’m so proud of you,” Brittney gushed as she gazed out of the window of my office at Platinum.

Blade and I brought her and Bianca here to give them a tour of the place. I could feel the heat in my cheeks from her praise. I bit my lip, feeling like a little boy who found out his crush liked him back. “Thank you, baby.”

Brit grinned, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I love that I have the ability to make you blush. It’s so cute,” she gushed.