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Okay this is very sexually explicit, if that offends you, please skip the chapter :)

Chapter 3

She was practised at taking a mans clothes off and definitely practised at taking off Chibs' clothes. And yet even she couldn't keep up with how fast Chibs was moving. In the second since he pulled her to him and felt her tension melt against him, he had rolled over her. Pushing her knees apart and kneeling upright between them, he ripped his shirt from his body and before she had time to take in his naked chest he had her top over her head roughly and attached his mouth to her neck. She clawed at his back as she moaned into his shoulder and rolled her hips against his. Despite the anguish and the fractured state they were both in, she felt the heat pool between her thighs. He wrenched himself away from her now bruised neck and tightened his hands to her rib cage, pulling her up and flush to him as he moved back to sit against his heels. She panted against his chest and tightened her knees to his legs as she felt the friction between their groins. He rubbed his hands up her ribs and the sides of her breasts, thumbs rolling over her hard nipples but moving further up, pulling her arms back around his neck. His hands gripped her face and pulled her down to a crushing kiss, their teeth knocking together as if they could devour the other and dissolve the rest of the world around them. Grinding down onto him was out of her control and she jolted into him when his hand moved down to her ass, underneath her shorts, pulling her even tighter against him. Pushing himself forward, in turn pushing her down against the bed again, his hands quickly pulled her shorts down, grunting in an effort to get her to lift her ass faster and get them off and then removing his own and covering her with his weight again. The feeling of their naked skin against each other had her already pounding heart pounding even faster and she trembled when he moved his hand between her legs. Despite the impossible need to thrust into her, she knew he wouldn't until he was sure she was ready. He slid a finger down from her clit to her entrance, soaking his finger before he moved it inside her and curling it to just the right spot.

Her panting turned into a moan as he gave her enough to blur the edges of her vision but not enough to take her over the edge. She bit into his neck as he added another finger inside her and sought out the rough patch he knew would have her begging and gripping against him. She dug her fingers into his back and bit down harder to keep her strangled moans at bay. He twisted his hand to swirl his thumb against her clit but never giving her exactly what she needed.

She couldn't see clearly anymore and needed him inside her, after everything she wanted him inside her as she fell apart to his touch. She wrapped her hand around his hardness and swiped her thumb across the tip, finally eliciting the moan she wanted from him.

'I want you inside me Chibs' she ordered into his ear before biting it.

'Say you want me' he growled into her neck.

'I just said it god dammit now get inside me'

Directing his hardness against her, with his fingers still inside her, gasping when she felt it against her nub.

He moved his hand away from her and she arched upwards to chase the contact back. But his hand was already on her face and she could feel her wetness against her chin.

'No, say you want me'

His dark eyes bored into hers and she was locked into them with the intensity she saw there.

'I want you'

With that he thrust up into her causing her cry out at the sudden fullness of having him deep inside her. His pace was frenetic and it was all she could do to meet him thrust for thrust and revel in the way he hit the right spot each time, not giving her time to wonder how two people so wrong for each other and so unable to succeed if the other did, could make this feel so right every time. He continued pounding into her as though they could erase the writing they had seen on the wall from the beginning, if they could only keep this pleasure forever. She held fast against him and hoped this feeling could ease just a little of the torture in his soul. Her orgasm multiplied over her and she gripped into him harder, crying his name out as her walls clenched around him, pulsating against his hardness and pulling him over the edge with her. He dropped his weight onto her, his face buried against her scalp as the aftershocks wore away and she pretended she didn't feel the tears soak into her hair.

The sun through her window woke her before the alarm did. She rolled over and saw the empty other side of her bed, still warm, but empty. She sat up as she took in her room. His clothes, rings and gun gone. As though he was never there. If it wasn't for the aching muscles between her thighs and the lead heavy feeling in her chest, she might believe he never had been.