Chapter 219 Until the stormPassed

Chapter 219 Until the stormPassed
Tobias stayed right there through the entire climax, his fingers continuing to stroke inside me slowly while his tongue licked up every drop of my release. When he finally pulled his fingers out and rose back up over me, his face was flushed, his lips wet and shining, his jaw tight with restraint, and his eyes completely dark with desire.

He reached into the back pocket of his jeans, pulling out his wallet to retrieve a small foil packet. My heart swelled as I watched his large, steady hands tear it open, efficiently rolling the condom down his thick length.

Even in the middle of his overwhelming pain and lust, he was still protecting me. He was still entirely focused on my safety.

He hovered over me, settling his body between my trembling thighs, resting his weight on his forearms on either side of my head. His eyes locked onto mine, vulnerable, heavy, and burning with heat.

"You're sure?" he whispered one last time, his voice a low, raspy thread. "Once I'm inside you, Lisa, I'm never letting go."

"I'm sure," I whispered back, reaching up to frame his face in my hands, my thumb tracing his wet lip. "I'm yours, Tobias."

He lowered his hips slowly, aligning his broad tip at my wet entrance before pushing forward, driving all the way inside me in one deep, smooth stroke.

A ragged gasp escaped both of us at the same time.

The feeling of him stretching me open, filling me completely, was overwhelming—a sharp, unbelievable fullness that made my toes curl and my back arch off the couch. it was better than the last time. So much better.

Tobias groaned low in his chest, his eyes closing tight for a brief second as he buried his face in my neck, resting his entire heavy weight over me as my body gripped him tightly.

"God, Lisa," he choked out, his voice thick with raw emotion. "You feel so tight. So wet. You feel like home."

"Move," I whispered into his ear, my nails pressing into his back, pulling him closer. "Please, Tobias."

He began to move, pulling almost all the way out before plunging deep back inside me, establishing a steady, powerful rhythm that carried a weight deeper than simple physical desire.

Every stroke was deep, hard, and deliberate, a silent promise spoken through the heavy friction of our bodies. 

He set a pace that was intense yet deeply intimate, his chest rising and falling heavily against mine, his heart pounding in sync with my own.

The sound of our skin slapping together and our ragged breathing filled the quiet living room. He didn't just move his hips; he shifted his angle, driving deeper into me until he hit the exact spot that made my head roll back and my toes curl.
"Tobias—oh God, right there," I cried out, my hands sliding down to grip his hips, pulling him deeper into me.

"Right here?" he rasped, his voice dark and heavy. He slammed back into that exact spot, making me gasp for air. "I've got you, baby. I've got you."

His hand slid down between our slick bodies, his thumb finding my sensitive peak, rubbing in tight, firm circles while he continued to thrust into me. The combined sensation of his deep thrusts and the direct pressure on my peak instantly sent a fresh, blinding surge of heat shooting through my hips.

"Look at me, Lisa," he commanded, his voice thick as he picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, driving deeper into me with every single pass.

I opened my eyes, meeting his dark, intense gaze through the haze of pleasure. Seeing the passion, the desperate love, and the quiet relief in his eyes as he moved inside me stripped away every doubt I had ever held.

In this moment, there was no secret note, no stalker, no broken family—there was only him, completely lost in me, and me, completely lost in him.

The pressure inside me spiked again, building so fast my breath hitched.

"I love you," I gasped out, the words tumbling past my lips before I could stop them, loud and undeniable in the quiet room. "I love you so much, Tobias!"

His breath hitched sharply. A look of pure, unadulterated devotion washed over his features, erasing the last lingering traces of his sorrow.

"I love you Lisa. Fuck, I love you so much.," he rasped, his voice breaking as he sped up, his hips snapping against mine in hard, relentless thrusts.

My body shattered for the second time, my walls clamping down hard around his length as another wave of intense orgasmic contractions tore through me.

The tight, pulsing grip of my body pushed Tobias over the edge. He drove deep into me one last time, his body locking rigid above mine as his own climax hit him hard.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, letting out a low, shuddering groan that vibrated straight into my chest. His arms wrapped around me like steel bands, pinning me flush against his chest as he poured every ounce of his remaining strength into the embrace, trembling violently against my body until the storm finally passed.