Fight With Me (Fight and Fall) by Unknown Read Free Book Online

regret and…love?
    No, my tears must be making my vision hazy. He can’t possibly feel that way about me.
    He moves his mouth to my ear, thrusting into me more gently and slow ly. His pace agonizingly sweet and almost tender.
    “I’m sorry. So fucking sorry, baby. Please forgive me, Emma,” he says in anguish, his voice breaking.
    He moves his mouth to my lips, brushing them softly. He slowly rains kisses on my eyelids, while caressing my jaw with his fingertips. He looks deeply into my eyes, tears reflected in his now too. I clench my inner walls around him, bringing my hands around to cup the back of his neck. He moans, his eyes darkening. I urge him closer, giving him all of me. He thrusts into me, resting his forehead against mine while continuing to look into my eyes. I whimper loudly, knowing how close I am to exploding around him.
    “Please . I need this. More than anything in the world. Give this to me,” he whispers, his tone almost pleading.
    I open my mouth, unable to control the pleasure he’s making me feel. I thrust my self against him and he grabs my ass in his hands. My eyes roll back into my head and I bite my lip, knowing that I’m about to come. He brings me closer to him and I rest my head against his shoulder, as I feel my release.
    “That’s it, baby. Just like that,” he whispers soothingly.
    I moan loudly into his neck, my body jerking against his as I twitch around him. I shiver, spasms racking my body.
    “You’re so beautiful, Emm a. I love when you lose yourself,” he murmurs.
    I twist against him, the longest orgasm I’ve ever had making me uncontrollably shake. I whimper, my climax reaching its completion. My inner muscles release around him, my limp body sagging against his. I kiss his neck, not knowing what to do or say after what just happened.
    “Thank you. Fuck ,” he says panting.
    He continues plunging into me, his cock growing even harder within me.
    “Emma…fuck, Emma!” he groans, frantically piercing me.
    I feel warm liquid in between my legs, his moans filling the air around us. My eyes snap open in alarm, trying to comprehend what I just felt.
    He keeps sinking into me, whispering my name over and over. He jerks one last time, his head collapsing against my shoulder. With him still inside of me, we slide downwards, his knees on the ground and my legs still around his waist.
    “Love you. Love you so fucking much, Emma,” he says into my neck, his body shaking.
    My eyes widen in alarm, the fog of lust dissipating from my brain.
    What the fuck did he just say to me? Did he say that he loves me? Me , the other woman who he just fucked up against a wall? Oh my God, what have I done?
    I shove him, both of us falling back wards from the action. I look down at him and notice that he’s bare, no condom in sight. I move my hand down to my center, feeling the thick liquid in between my legs, slowly running down my thighs.
    He looks at me, vulnerability and hurt radiating from him , as he zips up his pants hastily. I crawl closer to him, anger seeping from my entire being. I raise my hand in the air, slapping him hard against his cheek. His eyes widen in surprise and utter confusion.
    “How could yo u? You didn’t even use anything and you came inside of me! You son-of-a-bitch!” I yell at him, raising my hand to repeat my earlier action.
    Before I’m able to redden his skin again, he grabs my wrist, pressing my palm against his cheek.
    “I love you, Emma. Listen to me…” he pleads.
    “You love me?” I laugh harshly. “We barely fucking know each other and you say that?”
    I blow out a harsh breath, trying to gain a facade of composure. I pull my dress down, rising up from my knees. He rises too, looking wounded, almost lost.
    I look deeply at him, trying not feel anything for this man in front of me. I should tell him how I really feel. Hurt him like he hurt me.
    “If this is your idea of love, you lying to my fucking face, then you can keep your love ,” I