Free Dark Endings by Bec Botefuhr

driv e his tongue deeper into my heat and I explode, murmuring his name and thrashing beneath his hold. He slowly slides up my body, licking my belly button, then up my stomach until he finds my hard nipples. He sucks and bites each one until I’m panting and begging for release once more. When his hot, hard body finally settles over mine, I take his face in my hands and I kiss him.
    He tastes like me…and him. It’s an erotic taste and seems to do good things to him, because he starts to groan and his hands fist into my hair as he deepens the kiss until we’re so tangled in each other I don’t know where he ends and I begin. We’re a mass of arms and legs, bodies and lips. He shifts his hips to widen my legs and then he’s inside me, deep, full and oh so fucking perfect.
    He releases my mouth and thrusts into me with slow, measured strokes. Then he flips us over in one quick movement until I’m straddling him. He takes my hips in his hands and he slowly begins rotating them backwards and forwards. His groans spur me on and I begin following the rhythm until he’s mumbling my name and whispering delicious curses.
    “Talk to me,” I whisper. “Let me hear that dirty mouth I love so much.”
    He groans and then he begins talking, and oh god, it’s my undoing.
    “So fucking wet, so fucking tight. Your little pussy is squeezing my cock, and oh god baby, it feels so fucking good. I want to fuck you until you can’t breathe. I’ll never get enough. I’ll never get enough of that beautiful little cunt milking me…fuck…I’m going to come. Come with me, fuck Willow, come with me.”
    I explode and I hear his guttural groan as he does too. I can feel him pulsing inside me and I realize how much I’ve missed this. When I roll off and fall beside him, we’re both panting. Neither of us speaks for a long moment, but I decide to break the silence. “I see nothing changes, you’re still as dirty as you were before.”
    He chuckles. “Baby, you make me dirty.”
    “Jagger?”
    “Hmmmm?”
    “Can I call you, when you’re gone?”
    He’s silent a long moment. “I’ll call you, it’s less risky that way.”
    “Jagger?”
    He chuckles. “Yes baby?”
    “Have you had any other women?”
    He’s silent again for a long moment. “Once…nearly.”
    “Nearly?” I whisper, trying to clench down the jealousy in my heart.
    “I was drunk, angry and she hit on me after a fight. I didn’t fuck her Willow, I couldn’t…but…other things happened.”
    “Like?” I whisper.
    “Look, it doesn’t matter, I hardly remember it.”
    “It matters to me!” I bark.
    “Willow…”
    “Jagger, please.”
    “She wanted to suck me off, but I didn’t want her touching me so I…gave her oral sex.”
    Ouch. Fucking ouch. My heart clenches painfully and I make a strangled, gasping sound. Jagger rolls and flicks on the lamp, then he turns to me. I look away, feeling tears well in my eyes.
    “Willow, I thought I’d never see you again. I thought you would move on and fall in love. I was crushed. I was drunk all the time. I was lonely. It was horrible and I didn’t let her touch me, nor did I fuck her. I wouldn’t do that.”
    I swallow and nod as a tear slides down my cheek. He swipes it away with his thumb.
    “Baby, it did nothing for me. Do you understand? I did it for her, because I felt bad that I couldn’t even…get aroused. It wasn’t what you think.”
    I nod, taking his face in my hands and kissing him softly. I understand, because there’s parts of me that have screamed for comfort at times, and if I was drunk enough maybe I would have taken it too. “Never again?” I whisper.
    “God, no , I learned that the hard way, I won’t do it again.”
    I nod and wrap his arms around me. I nestle into his chest and just breathe him in. I can’t say I’m happy about what happened with another woman, but at the same time part of me understands it. He thought he was never going to see me again. I know how that