Finally, she takes a deep breath and squeezes me close, then leans back so she can look into my eyes.

Her eyes hold so much emotion.

“I know this is hard,” she says. “But you know I love you, and⁠—”

I cut her off with a kiss.

Her arms come up to my neck, and she lets her weight hang off me. I need all of me closer to her, so I put my hands under her ass and lift her up, turning us around so I can put her on the counter. I want to get lost in her touch. Lost in a night of pleasure and lust and whatever else this is that I feel.

She lets out another gasp as I go for her clothes. The denim rubs against her thighs as I get her pants down and off, and then her panties, and then I cover her mouth with mine and kiss her deep while I find her clit with my fingertips.

“You’re already wet. God, you’re perfect.”

She moans, the words muffled by our kiss. “Please. Please fuck me, Dean. Please. I need you.”

I shove down my boxers, meaning to take her the second I can, but instead I drag my crown through her folds, teasing the both of us and using the tip to put pressure on her clit.

She makes low noises in the back of her throat, squirming on the countertop, clinging to my shoulders.

“Please,” she moans. “Please, I’ll give you anything you need. Please, I just need you.” She slips her hands up my shirt and her nails scratch along my skin. Fuck, I need this.

I nip her bottom lip as I line myself up and push in.

She’s heaven on earth. So tight and wet that the feeling of her body erases every thought from my mind. I stop worrying about the blood and the alley. I stop worrying about where I was beforehand and how I got there.

All that exists is the sensation of her hot core around me. She rocks her hips and moans, long and low, her pussy clenching around me as she comes.

Then she lets go and rides me, crying out as she comes again. I thrust into her faster, deeper, the heat between us getting stronger until I’m inhaling her moans and exhaling grunts.

“Come inside me,” she begs. “Dean, I need to feel it.”

She gasps as I start to come, balancing against me so I’m buried as deep as I can be. The pulses are blindingly good and steal my breath as I pump myself inside her, letting my body take control.

Fuck. I lose control and come buried deep inside of her.

I pant against her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin while she runs her fingers through my hair.