Page 85 of Let's Be Forever

With no warning, he thrusts deep inside me, and his balls slap against my ass. My jaw drops, air getting trapped in my lungs.

Our gazes settle to where we’re connected. He’s still buried deep inside me, his pubic bone pressed against me. He doesn’t move, only stares.

“Don’t let it go to your head.” I glower at him, but my resolve crumbles, needing him to do something.

“It went straight to my heart.” He hooks his palms under my knees and hoists my legs up and apart. “I’m glad you weren’t with anyone. I’m ecstatic that even when you tried, you couldn’t because your heart belongs to me as much as mine belongs to you. And even if you had moved on, I wouldn’t have given up on us. I don’t care how long it would’ve taken, I’d have waited.”

He pulls out and we watch as his cock glistens with his cum and me. It’s only the head that is still in me when he drives back inside. He does it a few times, going in and out of me slowly, and then he picks up his pace. He’s fucking me hard, and his sweaty skin slaps mine as his blunt nails dig into my thighs. My breasts bounce, and our moans echo around the room.

Ecstasy rushes through my veins, and the pit of my stomach coils tight. “I’m so close…” I can taste it on my tongue, feel the anticipation racing through my body. I chase it, ready to fall apart again, but he pulls all the way out, drops my legs, and sets me down. My heels click loud against the floor. “Sylas,” I grit, frustrated.

“You don’t come until I do.” He spins me, pushes my chest down on the marble, and forces my legs apart. “You’re perfect like this. You look so fucking hot.”

I peer over my shoulder, watching him stare at my ass like he’s in a trance, and then see he’s fisting his cock. He strokes himself long and slow and then quickens his pace.

“Don’t…” I plead, rubbing my thighs together. “Don’t you dare.”

“I’m an asshole,” he grunts, his breathing out of control. “Remember?”

“Sylas.” I drop my hand between my legs, but he grabs my hand and plants it back.

“Don’t move. Don’t do anything but watch as I come all over your ass, and when I’m done, you’re going to thank me for taking care of you.” It’s demeaning the way he speaks, how he barely glances at me.

“You can’t be serious. You—” I go to push up, but he presses me back down.

“I am.” He flashes me a belittling grin, giving me a once-over. “Don’t act like you don’t get off on this. Look at you humping nothing.”

I can’t believe this is what I’ve succumbed to, but I can’t help myself. “I need to come.” I whimper, on the verge of tears from how close I am.

“Later, baby,” he rasps.

It’s erotic and annoying watching him like this. He knows this gets me off. He knows how much I love it when he does this, when he treats me like this. I can’t explain why I thrive on him being an asshole, but I do.

“Fuck, I missed this” is the last thing he says before he’s releasing all over me. I drop my forehead on the cool stone, feeling more turned on and angry.

His cum is all over me, dripping between my ass cheeks, down my thighs and calves. But this isn’t enough for him. After his breathing calms, he scoops it up with two fingers and dips them between my cheeks, smearing it across my asshole.

I moan, tensing as he teases it. I’m rolling my hips, hoping he does more, but with his next words, I know he won’t.

“Look at me and thank me.”

I swallow what’s left of my pride and glance over my shoulder. “Thank you for taking care of me.”

A dazed grin curls his mouth while his fingers continue toying with me. “You’re such a good little cum slut. You listen so well. Now let’s really get you cleaned up.”

35

ANNA

I’m usedto waking up to a bright room, so when I pry my bleary eyes open, the darkness is a relief.

Quietly sighing, I stretch a little but stop as Sylas stirs behind me. His warm, naked front is pressed to my back, and an arm is draped over my stomach.

Falling asleep in his room wasn’t the plan, but neither was sleeping with him. I arrived at his condo and told myself I’d wait until he got home to talk to him. What I didn’t anticipate was for him to arrive a few minutes after I had.

The moment I looked at him, everything I wanted to tell him slipped my mind. All I wanted was to have his lips on mine, and then I did and the world became nonexistent.

We still need to talk, but I need to get out before the girls wake up. Since it’s Sunday, Maya will not be watching Rosie today.