“How’d you sleep?”
“After last night? Like the dead.”
“Yeah, I think I heard you snore at one point.”
I gasped and slapped his shoulder. “I did not.”
He gripped my wrist and lifted it above my head, forming a loose shackle that I could easily escape, and rolled over me.
“It was sexy. I thought I was going to have to wake you again,” he growled against my neck.
His erection prodded my thigh, and I happily opened to let him in. He bit and licked up my neck, sucked my ear, and kissed across my cheek to my mouth, slowly sliding inside me.
My eyes closed, and I basked in the fact that I could get lost in the feel of him. The way he stretched me. The way his chest brushed against my nipples. The way his hips held my thighs apart. The way his lips moved over mine.
All of it was mine to hold close and to not be shattered by a haunting memory in the dark. Daniel gave that to me, and I loved him for it. I loved him for so much more, but this had to be the best.
“So fucking good,” he groaned, moving down my chest to bite at my nipples. He’d start soft, rolling his tongue along the tips, then suck, then bite and tug. He’d bite around each one, leaving marks for me to look at later. Marks that I would stare at in the mirror and stand taller because they were there. Not cower in shame and look away.
“Daniel,” I whispered his name like a plea. He moved so slow, and I needed more.
“Yeah, baby.” He looked up, and I knew he was messing with me. The devious glint, the slow pull out and soft push back in.
“Fuck me. Please.”
One last bite to the under curve of my breast, and then his hand shifted. It no longer held my wrist but slid to link his fingers with mine, holding on tight. His other hand curled around my thigh and hoisted it high on his hip, moving deeper. His eyes stayed glued to mine, and he still moved slowly, but harder. His thrusts rough, precise with hard pushes to hit my clit.
My hand held tight to his, tethered to him, never wanting to let go. I breathed through every move inside my body, never wanting to feel anything else. I wanted to close my eyes, roll my head back, and get lost in the moment, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t look away. He claimed me with his cock, and he held me prisoner with his eyes, and I let him. I gladly opened the door and climbed inside, happy to throw away the key and never leave.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
The words played on the edge of my tongue, and tears burned the backs of my eyes at the force it took to hold them back. He moved faster, the pleasure becoming too much. I squirmed under him, rubbing my clit on every thrust in.
Lightning fast, he rolled over, pulling me with him and sat up, holding me close, letting me control the rhythm.
This position had soon become my favorite. The control and dominance of it fueled my desire and flooded my veins with more heat. Using my thighs, I rose and fell, grinding down and moving faster.
He sucked on my flesh, and I held on tight, losing all tempo and riding him hard, needing to come. Daniel gripped my hips and helped me. Sweat coated my body, and my muscles ached from pulling so tight, clenching in anticipation of the orgasm to come.
“Come on, baby. Cum on my cock. Squeeze me with that tight pussy.”
Dirty talk once had me running, but now, it sent me over the edge, falling into the most blissful oblivion I’d ever known.
My world exploded all around me to the music of my own orgasm mixing with his grunts and groans.
“Fuck, yes,” he ground out. “Fuck. Hanna.”
When we’d both exhausted every drop of pleasure, we held tight to each other, panting, letting our sweat glue us skin-to-skin. His head pressed to my chest, where he’d occasionally gently kiss across my cleavage, paying reverence to my body. I cradled his head and dragged my nails across his scalp. When he softened, he tipped us to the side and pulled out.
I’d never tire of his cum slipping from my pussy and coating my thighs. It was as if he claimed me, and I never wanted anything more.
“It’s early, but I thought we could hit the gym before you go to work.”
I groaned. “Ugh. We just worked out.”
He laughed and nipped at my chin. “I want to teach you something new today. And we can review what you’ve learned.”
Once a week, we’d made time to go to the gym, where Daniel would teach me self-defense. As much as I didn’t want to pry myself from this bed, I had to admit each lesson left me feeling stronger than the last.
“Come on. We can get there before classes start and have the place to ourselves.”
My mind flashed to Daniel pinning me to the mat and taking me with all the mirrors around. A three-sixty of him moving inside me.
I jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready, his laughter trailing behind me.
We’d grabbed coffee and made it to the gym, which, as promised, was empty. The owner had given Daniel the keys for such occasions.
While I stretched, he removed two big pads from his bag.
“What are those?”
He slid his hands into the loops on the back. “I want to teach you how to fight. You know how to quickly disarm and get away, which is the priority, but should you need it, I
