Chapter Six
Tina Marie
Who the hell does Braden McClain think he is? Telling me to get my sweet ass into the bedroom. Demanding to breed me like… like some kind of animal.
I have half a mind to… jump his bones. Most definitely want to jump his freaking bones, but I’m not. I’ve been throwing myself at him for six months and now he’s suddenly onboard? Just because I mentioned giving a pie to another man? No, thank you. I want him, but not like this. Not out of jealousy. Jealousy will only last for so long and I’m playing for keeps. I want love or nothing at all.
“You’re not moving, angel,” he growls, stalking toward me, fire in his eyes.
I put the pie on the side table by the door and face the fire-breathing dragon, hands on my hips and all. “My, my, your power of observation is impressive. You should chuck this whole foreman thing and become a detective.”
“Damn it, Tina Marie, now listen here—”
“No, you listen, Mr. You Better Not Give My Pie Away. I refuse to take any more of your bullshit. For months it has been no, no, no… and now you’re all, get your sweet ass into the bedroom. This jealous bit is not cute. I want love and forever, not if I can’t have you, nobody can. It hurts… breaks my heart in two… but I have to leave. I hope you find what you’re looking for someday.”
Being flung over someone’s shoulder isn’t as romantic as they make out in the books or movies. It hurts. Especially when that shoulder is made of pure solid muscle. You’d think all that cushion I have around the middle would help, but it does nothing to soften the blow.
“Put me down, you… you big oaf.”
“Nope. I love you, honey, and I can’t let you walk out that door… you might not return. I didn’t fight for my ex… knew things were bad but didn’t care. You, on the other hand… I’m still too old and not nearly handsome enough for a woman like you, but nonetheless, you stole my heart the minute those hazel eyes locked onto mine.”
I wait for the explosion of emotions. Heart flutters. Butterflies flapping. Anything. But nothing happens. Nothing but a deep feeling of rightness. I’m finally where I belong, and I couldn’t be happier.
Braden stomps his way into the bedroom and none too gingerly sets me down, then follows me down, covering my body with all his sexy bulk.
“Well, you’ve got me in your lair now. What do you plan on doing with me?” I tease, attaching myself to him like an octopus.
“All the things I’ve been beating my cock to these past few months.”
Oh, my.
“But first—”
That explosion I was waiting for? It happens the moment Braden lays his lips on mine, wasting no time in proving his dominance over my body. It’s the kiss I’ve waited all my life for. A kiss that says mine. With our mouths fused, I trace his bottom lip with my tongue, and he kindly lets me in, sucking it deep inside. Wetness pools between my thighs, seeping through the heavy denim fabric of my jeans.
“Braden,” I moan, sliding my core against the growing bulge in his pants.
“Damn, baby, the things I’m going to do to you,” he murmurs into my neck before he licks a trail down to the top of my tank top.
My shirt and bra are the first to go, leaving the twins free for him to devour. “Love these babies. Push those huge tits together and feed ’em to me, angel.”
I do as he says, feeling naughty as I push and lift the girls into his waiting mouth. I’ll admit… I’ve sucked on my nipples when masturbating before. It helps give me that extra boost I need sometimes to come. But it doesn’t feel anything like this.
Braden teases the swollen peaks, sucking and lapping until they’re stiff as diamonds, then rolls them between his teeth.
“Oh God,” I pant, getting wetter and wetter by the minute. The friction of our rough jeans doesn’t feel the greatest, but if Braden keeps on, I swear I’ll come just from titty-sucking and dry humping.
“One day I’m gonna slide my cock between these bad boys and mark that pretty mouth of yours. But today… today I’m taking that cherry you saved for me. Saved for your husband.”
Husband. One word… two syllables. How can something so simple elicit such an intense reaction from my body?
“Yes… God yes. Take your wife’s cherry. Take it now!” I half groan, half shout. All the other stuff can wait because I need him inside of me now.
Braden releases my breasts with a loud pop. He kisses and licks his way down my stomach, stopping to circle my belly button with his tongue.
“Stop. That tickles.” I giggle, pushing his head away.
“Settle.” He growls, flinging my hands.
Then finally… finally I’m naked, legs spread with a hungry man between them.
“You’re so wet, baby. Is all this cream for me?”
His mouth is close… so close it brushes against my lower lips as he speaks. Whimpering, I lift my hips, trying to get his mouth fully on my sex.
“Ahhh!” I let out a startled cry as a hand lands on my wet pussy.
“Answer me, angel. Is all this cream for me?”
“Yesss…”
“Good. You’ll do best to keep it that way. I’m a big man and need to be fed on the regular… and this juicy cunt is the perfect meal.”
Done talking, Braden begins to feast, slowly dragging his skilled tongue through my tight slit, causing more juices to pool at the entrance.
My whimpers turn into loud cries as he doubles his efforts, devouring me with rapid laps of his tongue, sucking my swollen clit hard into his mouth, then relentlessly flicking it until I explode.
“That’s it, angel… come in my mouth. I wanna taste you as I take your cherry.” His large hands reach up and squeeze my breasts, the fingers pinching my nipples as he clamps down hard and swallows me whole.
Writhing and screaming, I do as he says… flooding him… getting every last drop into his hungry mouth.
“Sweet… so freaking sweet.”
Satisfied he’s gotten it all, Braden sheds his clothes, baring all his yummy goodness. God, my man is a work of art. Sculpted with layers of muscle built from hours of hard work, a chest made to be licked, and arms I want to feel wrapped around me forever.
Gripping his massive cock, he drags it through my soaked slit, gathering up the moisture pooled there, adding his own to the mix.
“You ready, baby?” he whispers, lining up at my entrance, ready to take my innocence and seal our fate.
“I love you. Make me yours.”
“I love you too, angel. And you’re mine… forever.” A sharp sting hits me as he thrust balls deep into my tight hole, then the sting morphs into a burning sensation.
“You okay, honey?” he asks, brushing a tear off my cheek. Concerned, whiskey-filled eyes peer into mine.
Despite being full and slightly uncomfortable, I nod anyway, eager to get to the next part.
Braden mumbles, “Liar,” but grips my waist and tilts it up, bringing himself even deeper inside me.
Then he moves, slowly at first, cursing with every thrust. “Tight little thing… choking the shit outta me… fighting my every move, but I’ll break this pussy in. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it? That’s why you chose me. Knew you needed a real man to tame this naughty hole. Needed a real man to love you. Needed a real man to…”
So friggin’ hot. The onslaught of dirty words and phrases mixed with the reverence and love in his voice sets me off. I feel like the naughty girl he says I am, using my ripe young body to lure him in, only to trap him for life.
I clutch his muscular forearms and wrap my legs around his thick waist to get him to move faster… harder. When that fails, I use my mouth.
“Harder, Braden… do it harder. Show me what that big dick of yours can do. Show me why I chose you… why I’m keeping you forever.”
The bed rocks and my body shakes, bouncing my large breasts into my face as he thrusts with all his might, pumping into my sex as if his life depends on it.
Grunts, moans, and panted, dirty words fill the room. I cling to his arms for dear life, enjoying the ride I can sense will soon be over. The familiar wave of release is building, getting higher and higher with each thrust. Higher than I’ve ever been able to make with my own hands.
“That’s it, my naughty angel… come on my cock so I can flood you with my seed. Give you that baby your body is craving.”
God, I want to be bred by this man. I want it all with this man. All that time can give us.
I go tense, all the muscles in my body locking up… waiting… anticipating. One last thrust and I am gone, shouting as I tumble over the edge, soaking him with my release.
Braden picks up my spent body, sitting me on his lap, one hand curled around my waist, the other cradling my head. He crashes his mouth on mine, kissing me long and hard as he pumps, working me up and down his pole.
Then his body grows taut, his grasp tightening as he throws his head back and fills me with his hot seed.
We stay that way for a moment, wrapped in each other’s arms. Coming down from the high of highs until finally, he rolls onto his back to not crush me.
“You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?” he says, threading his fingers through my hair.
Smiling, I burrow deeper against his chest, happy to be home at least. “You’ll just have to learn to keep up, old man. A woman has needs.”
Braden swats my ass and laughs. “God, I love you, Tina Marie. Can’t believe I wasted all those months running.”
“I love you too, Braden. And don’t worry… we have a lifetime for you to make it up to me.”