you?”
“Yes. Very.”
More sincere truth. He stroked his cock along her entrance and pushed the head into her opening, groaning with how tight she was. He gripped her hips, his nails digging into her soft muscle, bringing sharp rapid cries from her. “You’re sorry?” he growled. Micah jerked her body into his, slamming his cock home.
Sarah’s stifled shriek flooded Micah with fire. While buried deep, he brought his hand down hard on her ass and she screamed into the carpet. “Sorry isn’t good enough, sweetheart.” Micah couldn’t stop from stroking the hot skin, feeling her body tremble around him. He knew she didn’t want neighbors to hear and suddenly, giving them an ear full was so very necessary. “Now I have to punish you.”
“Oh God, oh God.” She squeezed her fingers together until the tips were white. “Please. My clit. Rub it.”
Micah wet his pinky with her juices. “Your clit?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
He tickled her ass with his wet finger and the tight opening flexed eagerly with her sharp breath. He reached with his other hand and found her swollen gem. He fluttered his finger tip, careful to barely touch it to produce a sharp and deep heat. His cock throbbed hard inside her as she wiggled herself on him, moaning incessantly.
“Micah!” Her hot silk clamped him hard and her ass sucked his finger in a little more. “Do it. Fuck me there.”
Micah gritted his teeth for control. “You like your ass fucked?” He delivered slow sensual strokes with his pinky, his other fingers digging into her soft hips.
“Oh Jesus. I’m about to come. Micah!”
“You’re pussy is trembling all over my cock sweetheart. And your ass…” Micah rasped the final words.
“Please! Make me come! Make me come!”
She’d fucking won. He flicked her clit faster and moved his pinky in and out in deep strokes, while penetrating her core with a rapid flick of his hips. “Come all over me Sarah.” Micah lost control and bucked his hips wildly. “Right fucking now.” Sarah flew apart in the most outrageous orgasm he’d ever fucking seen. And the loudest he’d ever heard.
Then she shattered him entirely with her sobbing after.
Micah fell next to her in confusion and fear, wrapping her in a tight embrace, cooing and whispering loving nonsense in her ear. His fears dissipated when she clung to him and kissed his chest. His sweet Sarah. His to love and cherish. Only his. She kissed him over and over, telling him how sorry she was, between every I love you. Micah let her. He selfishly let her be sorry over and over. He took all her love in, all her unfathomable compassion and let it heal him. Heal wounds he thought he’d forever bear. Deserved to bear.
Chapter Ten
“God, you’re hurting. ”
Sarah fought not to show how true that was. “It’s not that bad,” she whispered, flicking her gaze at the living room where her cousin and the tramp were. “I was so loud! ”
Micah came around the kitchen island and wrapped his arms around her waist. “You were. And I fucking loved it.”
Sarah’s stomach quivered with the heat of his words on her ear. The inflection in his tone brought the memory of his cock slamming into her and she instinctively leaned into him for support. What she got was his hard length grinding into her butt. Sarah was ready to take him to that point of insanity he’d brought her to.
She recalled how hot he ’d gotten when she’d tied him up and did that stuff to him.
“What are you thinking about?” he whispered at her ear, holding her hips and working her ass over his hard on.
“I was thinking…” she turned her head so that her lips were next to his. “My patient needs sessions again.”
His breath trembled out on her mouth. “When?”
She chewed on her lip, easily slipping into her naughty therapist mode. “After dinner.”
He groaned and slid his nose along her neck. “You’re making me wait.”
“Yes.”
“What are you going to do?”
She