Chapter 28 UNTAMED PASSION
Varkos
Ginne looked like her eyes were about to drop. Her lips parted on those desperate little breaths. I could still see the fear etched across her face and it only made me harder.
God, the way she stared at me like she didn’t know whether to worship me or cry. It was the sweetest thing I’d ever seen. I stroked myself slowly, letting her take in all of it while she still could.
Her gaze followed every movement and the way her thighs pressed together told me everything that I needed to know. “Don’t dare close those legs, Ginnie,” I said as I climbed back onto the bed.
“You wanted every bit of this. And now—“I forced her chin up to meet my eyes, “You’re going to feel me.”
Her hands skimmed up my chest as I leaned closer, the way her touch burned made her harder. Her wide eyes darted to mine, full of fear and something else she didn’t want to admit, and when she whispered my name. It was a prayer I couldn’t ignore.
“Varkos—“
I swallowed the sound with my mouth as my lips crashed onto hers, kissing her hard, deep, and rough enough to steal the breath from her lungs. My hands slid down, guiding myself to her entrance and the second my cock brushed her, a moan slipped from her throat. So sweet and frantic.
“Wait, I don’t think we should be doing this—“
I knew she was going to say this, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t stop. The hunger tearing through me was beyond reason, beyond restraint. I kissed her again, silencing the words before she could complete them, and then. God help me. I pressed forward.
The second I thrust into her, she broke the kiss with a cry. And a gluttral sound ripped out of me, my whole body shuddering as I sank deeper.
She was still fucking tight after all these years. So wet, and hot, clenching around me like her body was fighting and welcoming me at the same time. The sensation that shot through me was brutal and exquisite enough to make me shake as I forced myself not to lose control right there.
“Fuck, Ginne,” I groaned against her neck, pushing deeper inch by inch. My hands gripped her thighs to hold her open for me. “You’re so sweet.”
Her nails raked down my back and her breath shuddered into sobs and moans but I still pushed deeper until I was buried in her completely. And for a second, the world narrowed to nothing but that impossible, perfect grip of her body wrapped around mine.
I stayed buried inside her, my chest heaving with sweat running all the way through my forehead as I fought the urge to move. She was still adjusting to me and stretching around my cock. The way she gripped me was unreal, pulling at every inch.
Her face twisted caught between pain and pleasure, her lips parted as small sounds slipped free. I brushed my mouth over her cheek, trying to catch her gaze.
“You’re taking me so fucking good,” I growled, my voice breaking under the strain. Her nails dug into my shoulders, clinging as though she didn’t know whether to pull me away or push me away.
I kissed her again, harder this time, swallowing her shaky moan as I held still and buried to the hilt. But the pressure was unbearable. Especially as her body clenched so deliciously around mine I thought I’d lose control right there.
“Varkos…” she whispered, almost pleading.
The sound of my name on her tongue unraveled me. I pressed harder, grinding into her and savoring the way she clutched at me, her nails, her thighs, and her very core holding me as if I belonged there.
Her moans grew softer and breathless as her body began to yield. The tension melted into something else. I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her like I was drowning, whispering against her lips, “I can’t stop…you feel too good.”
And then I sank back in fast and deeper, holding her gaze as if I could brand her with the moment. My thrusts grew harder and faster, each one rougher than the last, the rhythm shifting from control to desperation.
She cried out my name with her voice breaking. I couldn’t hold back a groan as I buried myself in the pleasure, the sound of her wetness and our bodies colliding filling the room so loud I feared someone might hear us.
I broke the kiss just long enough to pant against her neck, my voice hoarse, “You drive me fucking insane. The words rolled out of me before I could stop them, then I thrust into her again, deeper and faster, unable to stop now that I’d tasted what it felt like to lose myself inside her.
Her body clamped down on me tighter with every thrust, her moans turning higher, more frantic until they weren’t even words anymore sounds, raw and helpless.
I braced my hand against the mattress and drove into her, faster now, deeper, her breasts bouncing against my chest as her head tipped back, her mouth falling open. Her cries broke louder with every thrust, until she was clawing at my chest.
“Yes! Please, just there. You’re gonna make me cum,” she moaned, her voice so wrecked it sent fire straight through me. Our mouths crashed together, both of us moaning into each other, breathlessly.
“Ahh—oh God!” She screamed, her body shuddering as her hands flew to her breasts, squeezing them as if she needed something or anything to ground her.
“Yes! Oh, fuck, Varkos!” The moans leave her shamelessly, her voice splitting into raw pleas. Don’t stop!”
I groaned against her ear. My breath was ragged. Her pussy clenched so hard around me, soaky and slippery, that I could feel myself teetering at the edge. “Look at me,” I demanded, grabbing her chin, forcing her dazed gaze to mine.
Her heavy eyes met mine, filled with pleasure and her lips parted as she moaned softly. That was all it took, my whole body seized as I let go.
“Fuck! I..I’m cumming!” A guttural sound tears out of me as I thrust deep, grinding into her. I poured into her, wave after wave, while I held her tight, my hips jerking, my breath rough and broken against her neck.
She cried out, her pussy clenching me so tightly I thought I’d lose my mind. I growled in her ear, shaking with the force of it
I kept her close, her legs hooked over me, her back pressed against my chest, not ready to let her go…at least not tonight.