Where You Can Find Me by Fiona Cole Page B

upright, onto my knees. My head rested on his shoulder while my back arched away from his chest, trying to keep him as deep as I could.
    “You know you’re mine.” Jack pulled out and thrusted back in causing my tits to bounce from the force of it. He moved a hand down my stomach until it reached my pussy. “You know this cunt is mine.” His hand moved up to roughly pinch my nipple. I gasped as the pain pulsated through me turning to a deep pleasure. “You know these tits are mine.” He stayed to play with both my nipples. My breaths came fast and short. My core squeezed him tighter trying to get any type of friction. His hand moved up and wrapped around my neck. “Say it, Luella.” He bit my ear. “Tell me you’re mine.”
    “Yes,” I breathed out. It was all I was capable of.
    “Good girl.”
    Those were the last words spoken as he began powering in and out of me. Each thrust caused my breasts to bounce and whimpers to escape my mouth. They started off slow but soon picked up pace as we both raced toward an unseen finish. He grunted with each quick thrust. He never stopped pushing in as far as I let him, as though he thought the deeper he was the more he could claim of me. But it was too late because I was already his.
    “Come on, Luella. Come with me, baby,” he grunted his words out. I couldn’t take the pressure anymore. “Make me come. Use that tight little cunt and squeeze me tight.” He reached down and slapped my pussy, sliding his fingers between my lips to pinch my clit.
    And I started coming. I came so hard I began to blackout from not breathing. The ringing in my ears drowned out the moans coming from Jack behind me. He held himself still as he spilled everything inside me. My body began to relax and I curled myself back into his chest feeling his heart beat hard against my back; his breaths gasped in my ear. He slowly eased out and we both moaned.
    I lay down and he removed the condom to throw it in the bathroom trash. He came back to bed and curled up behind me. I rearranged myself closer to him while he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tight. My breathing finally evened out while he began to gently nuzzle my neck and ear. It felt more affectionate than erotic. A feeling of contentment slid over me and I squeezed the arm wrapped tightly around me.
    “I meant what I said, Lu. You’re mine. You can put whatever label on it that you want, but I’m done pretending we are anything less than each other’s. No one else’s,” he ended with a small kiss right under my ear.
    I let the words sink into me and tried to grasp how they made me feel. But the contentment remained firmly in place. I was okay with only being his. I was better than okay; I was good. Turning in his arms and resting on my back, I looked up at him, trying to show him how he made me feel. I took a deep breath and left it at, “Okay.”
    I lifted my head to place a soft kiss on his lips. When my head hit the pillow I failed miserably at hiding the joyous smile that spread across my lips. A smile so big I thought my cheeks would cramp. I covered my face, a little embarrassed by my lack of control. I wanted to be cool and collected, but I hadn’t felt this way with anyone in a long, long time. I had dated other people, but on a superficial level and with Jack it went so much deeper.
    Pulling my hands away from my face he asked, “Why are you being so shy? Your smile is beautiful. I love that I can make you smile this big. You should smile this big all the time.”
    “It’s been awhile since I’ve smiled this big. It’s been awhile since I’ve let myself be this close to someone.” At my confession, I saw the questions cross his face. My smile slipped a little remembering seeing him and my brother talking. Remembering the pity I briefly saw in his eyes before he masked it. I didn’t know what Jameson had told him, but he shouldn’t have. It was my place to tell Jack in a time and in a way that I preferred,