Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Lola

“Still think I should’ve done it in front of everyone?”

Her answer came out in a gasp, but she meant every word.

“Yes.”

Her legs were already trembling, every muscle strung tight like a bowstring as he drove into her again. There was no rhythm meant to last unfiltered possession, each movement stealing her breath and replacing it with his name.

–

this was raw,

She braced herself, but it didn’t matter. He owned the pace. He owned her.

I can’t- I’m not going to last-

The bedframe creaked under the force, her own sounds filling the air until they blurred into something she couldn’t recognize as her own voice. Heat coiled low and tight, twisting sharper and sharper until she thought she’d break from it-

And then he shifted.

The sudden withdraw made her gasp, confusion flaring but before she could protest, his touch was back, lower, sliding into forbidden territory, territory he’d slowly been working since he started, with the same ruthless intent he’d had all night but the slow tenderness of a man not wanting to hurt something precious.

Her body arched without her permission, every nerve sparking under the onslaught as he kept her there, trapped between too much and not enough.

Slowly working that electric little bundle as he slowly entered something she’s only allowed a couple of times until he was seated deep inside.

He gave her time to adjust, never not working her clit, spitting to add more lubrication before he unleashed him self, pace off the charts and his fingers working with the same vigor.

She tried to breathe, to think, but the overstimulation was merciless

–

the kind of sensation that built and built until there was nowhere for it to go but

over.

The moment it hit, it was like falling off the edge of the world. White heat burst behind her eyes, her vision flashing as every muscle seized, then gave way completely.

The last thing she felt was his hands catching her before she hit the mattress, his voice low and rough in her ear.

“Mine.”

Everything else faded, her body going limp a no–bones, boneless heap in his arms – as the darkness swallowed her whole.

Enzo

Enzo held her against his chest, her weight limp and warm, head tucked into the curve of his neck.

She wasn’t hurt.

Just… gone. Boneless from the force of it.

The faint thump of her heartbeat against his skin kept him grounded as he carried her toward the bathroom. He should’ve felt guilt for pushing her that far.

He didn’t.

Not when every instinct in him purred at the memory.

She teased. She provoked. And I gave her exactly what she needed.

The steam from the shower curled into the air as he stepped in with her still in his arms. The spray hit his back first, then hers, rivulets racing down her skin and over his hands where they held her. She stirred faintly, a soft hum against his throat, but didn’t open her eyes.

He tilted his head back under the heat, letting it wash over them both, rinsing away the sweat, the slick, the evidence of just how far he’d taken them.

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