Just know that I don’t want anyone

Just know that I don’t want anyone else the way I want you. It’s not even close. So please, Declan, I’m begging you . . . move,” she says, squeezing her walls around me as she tries to rock her hips.
Yes, ma’am.
Gripping her waist, I pull her up and bring her bring her back down, making both of us bite our lips as I push inside her. We settle into a steady rhythm and I lean her back, getting a good look at where we’re connected. 
“Fuck,” I hiss, sliding her along my cock. I sear the image of her perfect, pink folds into my mind and let my head fall back, reveling in the feeling of her enveloping me completely. 
Savannah rocks her hips in time with my thrusts. I leave her waist and roam under her shirt, running my hands up her stomach. I can feel her muscles flex and contract as she moves atop me, riding me, and oh, sweet Jesus, is she doing a good job. 
Her breasts are swaying in front of me, almost eye-level. They’re taunting me with every roll of her hips, begging me to play with them, and I reach up, cupping the soft flesh through the flimsy fabric of her bra. My thumb traces her nipple, making her legs shake as her walls tighten around me. 
She’s close, I can feel it. 
My teeth grit together as I grab her hips and slam her down, thrusting up to meet her while trying to stave off the orgasm I feel rapidly building. She feels too good for me to hold out much longer and my muscles tense as I try. 
I want her to come more than I want my own release. I need it. I need to feel it. I need to know that I can make her come. 
Her eyes lock on mine, her lips parted in ecstasy as I move within her, and in this moment, I realize just how far I’ve fallen for this girl. She takes my face in her hands as her soft lips graze mine, our breaths mixing in a frenzied rush. My heart tries to beat through the emotion clogging me. It feels like I’m choking, but in the best way possible.
My eyes close as I lean my head against her. “Nothing will ever be better than this.” The words are nothing more than a harsh utterance against her chest as my fingers dig into her hips, roughly grinding her against me in the cramped space. “Nothing.”
I feel her nod in agreement as she wraps her arms around my neck, rocking with me. A breathy moan brushes my ear, making my eyes squeeze shut even tighter as I’m all but shoved over the edge. My balls tighten as my orgasm starts to barrel through me, and I pray that my jerky movements won’t ruin her momentum. 
Her lips kiss my cheek as she breathes my name against my skin, her walls tightening like a vise around me. She gasps as she holds on to me, the tension slowly leaving her body until she’s putty in my hands.
Hearing my favorite sound in the whole world makes me groan, and I grip her hips, burying my face in her neck as I grind her against me and spill inside her. My heart gallops as I slow my thrusts, her weight settling atop me as I kiss her jaw, her neck, her collarbone—basically anything my lips can reach. We cling to each other, sweaty and sated as we float back to Earth in my fogged-up car. 
“Holy shit,” I gasp, giving her a slow, lazy grin as she leans back. “That was—”
Heavy guitars blare from my pocket somewhere underneath her and I curse under my breath. But I couldn’t give a shit about the phone call right now, not when Savannah’s face clouds over like that as she lifts herself off me and slides back into her seat.
My heart seizes in my chest as I watch her retract back into herself, her walls sliding up right in front of me. 
Shit, did I do something wrong? Was it something I said?
I jerk my pants up over my hips and the used condom I’m still wearing, prepared to fucking chase her down if need be. She’s not getting out of this that easily, and not until she’s told me what the hell just changed, because something did. 
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I say as she grabs her heels from the floorboard. “What’s wrong?”
She pauses with her hand on the door, and looks back at me, confused. “Nothing. . . Do you want to sleep in your car tonight, or can we go inside now?”
That sarcastic, deflection crap’s not gonna fly, not now. I scowl at her and say, “Don’t pull that shit with me, Savannah. Not after what we just did.” Pulling my beanie off, I run my fingers through my sweaty hair. “What’s wrong?”
Her face softens. “I’m just tired, that’s all. It’s been a really long night, and now you’ve made me all sleepy.” She smiles to put me at ease, but I’m not, and I can’t shake this feeling.
Before I can argue with her, Marcus’s ringtone blasts again and I roll my eyes, thinking of all the ways I can kill him tomorrow when I see him. I start to pull my phone out when Savannah reaches over and takes my keys out of the ignition. 
She gives me a small smile before she climbs out of the car and heads up the stairs. My phone stops ringing while I watch her unlock the door to my apartment. 
I know damn well that when I get up there, it's not my bed she'll be in. But hers.

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Hanya tahu bahwa saya tidak ingin orang lain seperti yang saya inginkan Anda. Hal ini tidak menutup bahkan. Jadi tolong, Declan, aku mohon... bergerak, "katanya, meremas dia dinding di sekitar saya saat dia mencoba untuk batu pinggul.Ya, Mbak.Mencengkeram pinggang, saya menarik up nya dan membawa dia membawa kembali ke bawah, membuat kami berdua menggigit bibir kita seperti saya mendorong di dalam dirinya. Kami menetap di ritme yang stabil dan aku bersandar punggungnya, mendapatkan tampilan yang baik di mana kita tersambung. "Bercinta," saya mendesis, geser dia sepanjang ayam saya. Aku bakar gambar Nya sempurna, pink lipatan dalam pikiran saya dan membiarkan kepalaku jatuh kembali, reveling dalam perasaan dia membungkus saya benar-benar. Savannah batu pinggul dalam waktu dengan tekanan saya. Aku meninggalkan pinggang dan berkeliaran di bawah kemeja, menjalankan tangan saya atas perutnya. Aku bisa merasakan ototnya flex dan kontrak sebagai dia bergerak di atas saya, kuda, dan oh, manis Yesus, dia melakukan pekerjaan yang baik. Payudaranya bergoyang di depan saya, hampir tingkat mata. Mereka sedang mengejek saya dengan setiap roll pinggul, memohon saya untuk bermain bersama mereka, dan saya mencapai, kop daging lembut melalui kain tipis bra. Ibu jari jejak nipple nya, membuat kakinya goyang seperti dinding nya mengencangkan di sekitar saya. Dia dekat, aku bisa merasakannya. Saya bersama-sama seperti yang saya ambil pinggul dan membanting dia turun, menyodorkan sampai bertemu dengannya ketika mencoba untuk mencegah orgasme rasanya cepat membangun grit gigi. Dia merasa terlalu baik bagi saya untuk bertahan lebih lama dan otot-otot saya tegang ketika aku mencoba. I want her to come more than I want my own release. I need it. I need to feel it. I need to know that I can make her come. Her eyes lock on mine, her lips parted in ecstasy as I move within her, and in this moment, I realize just how far I’ve fallen for this girl. She takes my face in her hands as her soft lips graze mine, our breaths mixing in a frenzied rush. My heart tries to beat through the emotion clogging me. It feels like I’m choking, but in the best way possible.My eyes close as I lean my head against her. “Nothing will ever be better than this.” The words are nothing more than a harsh utterance against her chest as my fingers dig into her hips, roughly grinding her against me in the cramped space. “Nothing.”I feel her nod in agreement as she wraps her arms around my neck, rocking with me. A breathy moan brushes my ear, making my eyes squeeze shut even tighter as I’m all but shoved over the edge. My balls tighten as my orgasm starts to barrel through me, and I pray that my jerky movements won’t ruin her momentum. Her lips kiss my cheek as she breathes my name against my skin, her walls tightening like a vise around me. She gasps as she holds on to me, the tension slowly leaving her body until she’s putty in my hands.Hearing my favorite sound in the whole world makes me groan, and I grip her hips, burying my face in her neck as I grind her against me and spill inside her. My heart gallops as I slow my thrusts, her weight settling atop me as I kiss her jaw, her neck, her collarbone—basically anything my lips can reach. We cling to each other, sweaty and sated as we float back to Earth in my fogged-up car. “Holy shit,” I gasp, giving her a slow, lazy grin as she leans back. “That was—”Heavy guitars blare from my pocket somewhere underneath her and I curse under my breath. But I couldn’t give a shit about the phone call right now, not when Savannah’s face clouds over like that as she lifts herself off me and slides back into her seat.My heart seizes in my chest as I watch her retract back into herself, her walls sliding up right in front of me. Shit, did I do something wrong? Was it something I said?I jerk my pants up over my hips and the used condom I’m still wearing, prepared to fucking chase her down if need be. She’s not getting out of this that easily, and not until she’s told me what the hell just changed, because something did. “Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I say as she grabs her heels from the floorboard. “What’s wrong?”She pauses with her hand on the door, and looks back at me, confused. “Nothing. . . Do you want to sleep in your car tonight, or can we go inside now?”That sarcastic, deflection crap’s not gonna fly, not now. I scowl at her and say, “Don’t pull that shit with me, Savannah. Not after what we just did.” Pulling my beanie off, I run my fingers through my sweaty hair. “What’s wrong?”Her face softens. “I’m just tired, that’s all. It’s been a really long night, and now you’ve made me all sleepy.” She smiles to put me at ease, but I’m not, and I can’t shake this feeling.Before I can argue with her, Marcus’s ringtone blasts again and I roll my eyes, thinking of all the ways I can kill him tomorrow when I see him. I start to pull my phone out when Savannah reaches over and takes my keys out of the ignition. She gives me a small smile before she climbs out of the car and heads up the stairs. My phone stops ringing while I watch her unlock the door to my apartment. I know damn well that when I get up there, it's not my bed she'll be in. But hers.