Page 161 of Studs Up
He snorted but didn’t say anything.
“I had the choice to control it, but I was too scared.”
He softened, and his hands rubbed up and down my sides.
“I’m sorry I broke my promise, and I learned that fucking lesson in the worst way.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Stop it,” I smiled. “I’m being serious. You promised me that you weren’t going anywhere, but I didn’t want to believe you. I thought the way I had to live my life was going to drive you away. But you love me too much to be scared off so easily.”
“Of course I fucking do.”
“Shut up, I’m not done.”
He snorted again.
“I believe you now,” I said and leaned over, planting my hands on either side of his head. “And I can promise you, I’m not going anywhere. You’re mine, Nolan Reed. No going back now.”
A feral look glazed over his eyes, and he rolled me again until I was pinned. A magical bottle of lube came out of nowhere, and he was slathering us both before I could put together where he got it.
He bent over me, and I could feel the rumbling in his chest. He vibrated as he pushed his cock into me.
“You’re goddamn right. You aren’t going anywhere.”
I shuddered and spread my legs for him, feeling the stretch as he pushed inside. I was never going to get used to the pleasure of him opening me up and claiming me. Every time, it was too much to bear, but I was forced to endure it and reap the depths of his devotion.
“Oh my god,” I arched. He slid all the way in, making me cry out and clutch the sheets. He started to move, stroking slowly, bringing himself nearly all the way out and sliding back in. I began to pant desperately.
He settled on my chest and slid his arms under my shoulders. I could only hold his face as he began to thrust deep into me. He kissed me and fucked me like it was our first time. The unexpected passion of our first time had grown tenfold, and I was floating on waves of pleasure with each thrust.
“I love you,” I breathed against his lips. The next thrust was harder and deeper. “I love you,” I said again and again I got a harder, deeper, faster thrust.
He loved hearing it, and I loved saying it. His eyes were dark and heady as he pounded into me.
“I’m yours.” That had an effect on him. Nolan growled, and the sweetness of the moment passed into carnal fucking.
“Fuck yes,” I moaned as he picked up speed. All of his strength was thrusting into me. The power of his body was unstoppable, and I hoped he never would. “More, Nolan, More!”
He gave it to me. My cock leaked wildly as his stomach ground against it. I dug my heels into his back and forced him deeper.
“Fuck,” He grunted. With his cock inside me I felt full and complete. I wanted more.
Nolan pulled out flipped me over and trapped my legs between his thighs. I pushed my ass back.
“Come on,” I demanded. “Fuck me.”
He pushed back inside and rolled his hips in deep. He laid on my back grabbed my hands, laced our fingers together and fucked me as hard as he could. Teeth nipped my ear and I whimpered.
He filled me with his possessive growls. My eyes rolled and I bucked my hips back to meet his thrusts.
“I’m going to marry this ass,” he breathed in my ear. I shivered and clenched on his cock. He groaned and pushed deeper. I was so fucking full.
“Nolan,” I cried. I was so desperate. Powerful waves of pleasure rolled through my body. Each time he hit my prostate it was like an orgasm from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. I felt hot electric tingles coursing through my blood and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I didn’t want to. I surrendered to all over the desire and his possessive hold.
“I’m yours,” I moaned. “All yours.”
That gave him power and he used it to satisfy me. Giving me everything I wanted. He always had. From the very beginning he was devoted to me in every single way.
